Published 28 days ago in Other, in album: This is America

Track 2: “Truth Denied”

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evolving into a cannon blast of consequence. It’s not about rage for rage’s sake—it’s about cutting through institutional gaslight to reignite the original dream, the one rooted in liberty, free speech, and unapologetic truth.

Lyrics

VERSE 1
You sold me headlines dipped in shame
Called it fact, but played a game
Truth was buried in your spin
Painted saints, but masked the sin

You cried "justice" through the lens
But twisted hearts for clicking ends
Censorship in righteous tones
While real debates were overthrown

PRE-CHORUS
Don't tell me what to think or say
While burning books and skewing gray
You preach inclusion, then erase
Any voice that’s outta place

CHORUS
Fake news, real damage
Truth don’t trend—it vanishes
While they preach through filtered lies
We fight for clarity denied

No more scripts, no talking points
Just fire, facts, and broken joints
Your headlines scream—but justice sleeps
And I won't bow to shallow tweets

VERSE 2
You weaponized the hearts of youth
Then masked their wounds with half-truth proof
Preached tolerance but lit the flame
When others dared to speak the same

You raised your fists for noble fights
But silenced facts that dim your lights
You march with signs, but not with soul
And cancel those you can’t control

CHORUS (Repeat, intensified)
Fake news, real damage
Truth don’t trend—it vanishes
While they preach through filtered lies
We fight for clarity denied

No more scripts, no talking points
Just fire, facts, and broken joints
Your headlines scream—but justice sleeps
And I won't bow to shallow tweets

They call it progress—built on fear
They sell division ear to ear
But unity can’t bloom in chains
And freedom dies when truth is tamed

VERSE 4
You sell compassion by the click
But flinch when truth stops playing sick
You virtue-post, then look away
While cities burn and kids decay

You cancel culture, crown yourself
Then preach equality from wealth
But gated minds and censored speech
Ain’t justice—it’s a power reach

ALT CHORUS (elevated intensity)
Fake facts, real cost
The land divides and rights get lost
They trade conviction for applause
And smother truth in fragile laws

No debate, just curated rage
We’re prisoners on a branded stage
But we won’t bend beneath the Hue—
The blood still runs red, white, and blue...

Red, White and Blue, (blue!)

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