[Intro — whispered, distant broadcast voices] National security… Peace through strength… Necessary force… Trust the intelligence… But who wrote the script? And who profits when we believe it? [Verse 1] They point across the ocean, Say the enemy is near, Paint a face upon the screen And manufacture fear. They say, “Fight them over there Before they reach your door,” While our children lose their futures Funding someone else’s war. Another flag, another villain, Another reason we must bleed, Another billion disappearing Into weapons, power, greed. [Chorus — explosive] Ask the honest question— Does this keep our people safe? Is it worth the blood and debt, Every grave and every name? Or is “freedom” just the language They use to hide control? Is “security” the curtain They pull across the whole? Ask the honest question— Before another nation burns: How much of what they tell us Is even real? [Verse 2] They say Iran is danger, Ukraine defends us all, Israel must be guarded No matter who may fall. Every conflict dressed in virtue, Every bombing called defense, Every broken child dismissed As necessary consequence. Maybe some of it is truthful, Maybe some threats really breathe, But truth becomes a weapon When they choose what we can see. A satellite image, A headline on repeat, A polished man in uniform Explaining why they need— [Breakdown — deep drums, spoken growl] More money. More weapons. More silence. More graves. They call it peace While feeding the flames. They call it defense While expanding the reach. They call it sacrifice— But it is never their children Sent into the breach. [Chorus — heavier] Ask the honest question— Does this keep our people safe? Is it worth the blood and debt, Every grave and every name? Or is “freedom” just the language They use to hide control? Is “security” the curtain They pull across the whole? Ask the honest question— Before another nation burns: How much of what they tell us Is even real? [Bridge — vulnerable, nearly whispered] What if the map is not the motive? What if mercy is not the plan? What if all these endless battles Were never fought for common man? What if fear keeps us obedient? What if chaos keeps them strong? What if history gets rewritten By the ones who dropped the bombs? [Crescendo] We are not asking for surrender. We are asking for the truth. We are asking who gets richer While they bury someone’s youth. We are asking why our borders, Our homes, our towns decay, While billions leave this country For another foreign grave. [Final Chorus — full power] Does it truly guard America, Or only guard the throne? Are we protecting human freedom— Or an empire losing control? Ask the honest question— Let their sacred story peel: How much of what they tell us— How much of what they sell us— How much of what we die for Is even fucking real?!! [Outro — whispered over fading drums] Before you wave the flag… Before you choose a side… Before another mother Has to bury what they sacrificed… Ask the honest question. How much of what we die forIs even fucking real?!!
