Fake
When the narrative won't fit your point of view
Fake it
When nothing is going like you want it to
Make it
When your popularity comes crashing down
the whole world knows your a phony clown
time to turn their minds around
what better could it be
than to start World War Three
and your elite friends make big money
the young disabled and die
the heartbreak of nations cry
Hoping in polls you rise
Keep repeating the lies
Media has chosen you
now you must follow through
Give them ratings in bloody news
it is the least you can do
after all they stole an election for you
Democracy dies
all lies lies lies
repeat lies
Hope dies
deaths rise
why
why
why
Let's Go Brandon!
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2022
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