Red, White, and Burn Lyrics

I'm not gonna kneel for the anthem

I'm not gonna throw a tantrum picked at random

I stand from the fandom that holds a status quo ransom

But has demands of

No advance of

Just hands up

A glance of

Plans numb

God damn dumb

Understand one

Defiance and run

No I won't kneel for a companion

Propaganda spun

Nothing and done

Abandon

Empty handgun

I got the memorandum

That crying bitch is handsome

Inaction fandom

Never work in tandem

No I am one

And I examine

If then, brand what?

I don't kneel in a famine

I burn for expansion

Ban a book? burn it

Kids never gonna learn it

Return it

Reword it

Write your own; preserve it

You have a life, have you earned it?

Can you discern it?

College isn't worth it

Ain't free to learn shit

Except our world isn't perfect

Bodies never surfaced

Our country is fully serviced

By lies that are worshipped

By a tv having no concern with

Propaganda per shift

And the worst bit

Is they rehearsed it

I'm taking all your guns old men

If you're grown then

Why do you explode when

You can't kill; can't hold in?

It's a whole trend

It's your right to never go amend

So why do what you're told then

But you're busy being bold when

You're controlled friend

How can a man be so dense

About no defense

Revolts in

A pole fence

Untouched roles in

Fear that emboldens him

A woman can choose but can she?

Fuck it go free

Ruin your life and see

People don't know where to be

When they decree that we can't flee from our own fuckery

There is no peace

There is only police

That beat you for a showpiece

There are slow leaks

What souls seeks

Front row seats

To the shitshow that won't cease

They hand out trophies

To those who swallow government owned keys

To their sealed lips as enrollees

I was born gay

And I will say

Shut the fuck up about it ok

Maybe one day

You'll find a personality that isn't just they

The problem with the USA

Is not just shut up and obey

It's the people who let shit happen everyday

Scroll on their phones; don't make way

For a brighter country, for having a say

For never thinking to betray

I burn the flag because of its decay

For the way you all downplay

Doomsday

That there's no hope of headway