Sticks and Stones (SUNO SKETCH : 2026 56 : TAKE 32)

[Verse 1] She talks in headlines Over diner plates Knows who is guilty Knows who to hate Phone glowing blue Never out of hand Every truth shaped Every comment a stand [Pre-Chorus 1] The fires have a name The losses assigned to blame All that sound Nothing changes So.... [Chorus] Call me a racist. Call me a fascist. Just slogans on a stick. All surface, polished slick. Call me a racist Call me a fascist Swing those sticks to break my bones, But really… please… drop the tired tones [Verse 2] Like a truck built tall and clean, All promise, all routine Full of charge, nowhere to pull, Shined up strong but useless full Looks good parked out in the drive, Quiet badge, expensive pride When the road asked something real, It just spun and lost its feel [Pre-Chorus 2] Every question turned to trial Every flaw put on file We don't bother to shout We just walk out Please... [Chorus 2] Call me a racist Call me a fascist Frustrated sticks to break the bones, As cancel threats are overblown Call me a racist Call me a fascist Use those sticks to break the bones, When names fall flat, reach for stones [Bridge] Fixing things ain’t much to see No parade, no referee My lines get drawn My rules get kept My words get light After the work’s done right [Verse 3] We don’t posture We won’t pose Our sleeves roll up When something’s broke Call us out We'll own it too We do the work You say you’ll do [Pre-Chorus 3] Say less Build straight Let your proof Carry weight ...and then [Chorus 4A — Resolution] Call me honest Hold me to it Sticks built bridges strong, Names don’t belong Call me forward Call me steady Sticks built bridges strong, Names don’t belong