I wrote the lyrics and the music.

Whether you agree with me or not, this is a punch.

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47 Reasons
it’s coming at us rapid pace
angry, loud, in our face

hate disguised as efficiency
love apparently lacks sufficiency

apathy, discontent, unpenitent
camouflaged as money misspent

four-seven reasons to hate each other
while the rich swim in green

we ain’t united that’s quite plain
it takes a gut punch to explain

explosive, argument, false narrative
any to break our collective

instead of looking out for each other
we’re looking for an out, my brother

decomposing, destructive, deleterious
chasing power isn’t mysterious

it seems as if everything’s covered in orange
flame-broiled and full of carnage

everyone’s talking, no one’s listening
pay attention to the fabric ripping

you’re cutting off your nose to spite your face
when what we need is a bit of grace

lying, duplicity, denial of ethnicity

we used to value reason and intelligence

you’re cutting off your nose to spite your face
when what we need is a bit of grace

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#trump