Sidération Blues
Sidération's in the marrow, where deep breaths forget to grow. This is a song that sings of wrong.
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[Intro] This is a song That sings of wrong They rule our lives With teeth like knives Need to control Wolves live to troll We trusted hope Slippery slope They drunk it dry And smiled so sly [Chorus] Sidération’s in the marrow Where deep breaths forget to grow Sidération’s in the shadow Where the truth may never glow They raised their hand Sold public land Sinning out loud Hubris’ so proud They lit a match Meek darkness patch Their facts are fake Faith’s on a break [Chorus] Sidération’s in the gut When facts cringe like cha Ching Sidération’s in the rut When turds prey on bling bling [Accordion breathes in disbelief...] But pure souls smell the lame And the truth—it still came... Staring down at black boots Planting deep, mighty roots He sold the sky No one asked why ‘Till gilded dreams Burned all the seams [Chorus] Sidération’s in the bone When people praise his name Sidération’s in the tone Voices shall rise to shame [Outro] Why No one dared to fight Proof some Folks ain’t so bright But the songs sure shall speak (up) Of fake kings, oh boy’s bleak… (yup)
