A House Divided

(Building Choir Humming and Singing) (Atmospheric Instrumentals then Fade out..) [Intro – Spoken, Wry Tone, Over Static Americana Broadcast] 🎙️ “A wise man once said… ‘A house divided against itself cannot stand.’ So what did we do? We built a mansion with 50 rooms and locked ourselves in separate ones…” [Verse 1 – Smooth, Bouncy Flow] Uncle Sam’s got a limp, and nobody cares, We’re too busy throwing shade and splitting hairs. Red vs. Blue like it’s Crips vs. Bloods, But the enemy watching from above just shrugs. We got rights, yeah, but no direction, Every group got a mirror but no reflection. Screamin’ ‘freedom’ while we’re shackled by pride, Ain’t no liberty in a nation that’s fighting inside. [Pre-Chorus – Funky Syncopation, Satirical Swagger] Everybody got a mic, nobody wanna listen, Facts are optional, but outrage’s in fashion. We flex online, but in real life we’re missin’ The point: You fall when you’re busy divisionin’. [Chorus – Chant-Style, Hypnotic + Anthemic] 🎶 A house divided — we’re toast inside it. Wastin’ all our breath just tryin’ to fight it. We light the match, then curse the flame, Then point at the mirror like “YOU’RE to blame!” (Yeah!) No plan, no pact, no pride, Just egos in a tug-of-war ride. This ain’t unity, it’s self-inflicted shame — And the world’s just watchin’ us play this game… [Verse 2 – Faster Flow, More Aggressive Tone] We got alphabet armies and hashtags flyin’, All scream “truth” but somebody lyin’. Every tribe got a label and a sacred cow, Can’t milk it for sense, but we worship it now. No loyalty, just loyalty tests, No leaders — just influencers with egos and vests. Cancel culture? Nah, it’s cancer culture, Feastin’ on our future like a vulture sculpture. [Bridge – Beat Switch: Soulful Melody + Haunting Echoes] 🎵 We pledge allegiance to confusion and pride, Trade in our unity just to pick a side. Like or hate ‘em, still gotta stay tight — Or it’s checkmate, baby — no matter who’s right. [Chorus – Repeat, Heavier Beat, Crowd Vocals Layered In] 🎶 A house divided — we’re toast inside it. Wastin’ all our breath just tryin’ to fight it. We light the match, then curse the flame, Then point at the mirror like “YOU’RE to blame!” (Yeah!) No plan, no pact, no pride, Just egos in a tug-of-war ride. This ain’t unity, it’s self-inflicted shame — And the world’s just watchin’ us play this game… [Outro – Sarcastic Spoken Word over Dissonant Americana Instrumental] 🎙️ “Team Red. Team Blue. Team Who’s-Who. No common sense, but plenty of news. We don’t need enemies, y’all. We doing a pretty good job all by ourselves…”