Crumble
May the *House of Cards* fall
Crumble, try to catch the ball but fumble
May it trip down the stairs, a clumsy stumble
Tumble down old ways, only goodness & love stay
Good riddance corruption & lies, now the people rise
Exit this Land of Illusion, a Broken System
Not really broken, but built that way
All by design, they committed a crime
Lies and deceit filled our pretty streets
'We The People' stand tall, won't let you take it all
We'll have our say, more us than them
The day will come, they'll be made to pay
Be locked away for a million days
'We The People' won't have it any other way.
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