[Intro] R, A, C, I, S, T Was it forged by our own tongue, Or in the actions we don’t confront? Spitting hate at what we won’t even touch [Verse] Using comedy just to deflate Blur the lines of “reality” But it never was a joke at all Now the truth’s too faint to see [Pre-Chorus] So vague—just call it irony, like a passing jab Till slowly we become the hypocrites we had [Chorus] Ruin your image for a moment’s entertainment Spread misinformation—truth’s too hard to face it Turn your own pain into a punchline on display Then when the hate grows, blame it all on where you came