The Man with the Crown (and the Empty Eyes) #NDC_Bingo [B3]

🌼☀️🎶 NDC BINGO🎶☀️🌼 [Intro] He sits in a chair made of velvet and bones Gold teeth grinning — built on borrowed thrones Says “Trust me,” but the eyes don’t match the smile Empty like shelves after truth's been on trial [Verse 1] Flag in his fist and a mic to the masses Mouth full of sermons and history classes Rewrites the page with a pen full of poison Crowds still cheerin’ — like they ain’t got a choice in Flashy on the surface, slick with the sell But his promises crack like a Liberty Bell "Four more years," with a wink and a spin While he signs the war bill with a golf club grin “Fore!” Blames the poor, plays the martyr Cuts the arts, then paints himself smarter Pulls up the ladder he climbed up fast And tells the rest, “Just bootstrap your past” [Hook] The man with the crown (yeah) And the empty eyes (uh) Builds his truth While the real one dies The man with the crown (say what?) Has a heart for hire Lights the match But won’t hold the fire [Refrain] We see you, king — In your plastic throne But a crown means nothin’ when you sit alone [Verse 2] Cameras love him, scandals feed Talk show monologues plant the seed "Freedom," he shouts — but only for some While the riot cops load up their guns Says peace, but funds the drone Says unity, but cracks the phone Of the kid who dared to film the lie And post the footage with a crooked smile - “Delete that.” Power don’t sleep, it just naps in silk Plots in backrooms, sippin' lobbyist milk He signs your fate with a shaking hand Then laughs and tweets “Ain’t this land grand?” [Bridge] His speeches are mirrors Bent at the frame Reflecting nothing But more of the same We danced to the anthem He hummed out of key While he doused the horizon In gasoline And maybe — just maybe — We watched too long Numbed by the glow Of a patriot song [Final Hook] The man with the crown (crown...) And the empty eyes (eyes...) Knows the game — But he feeds us lies The man with the crown (crown...) Who forgets our names We were born with fire Not to bow in shame [Refrain] So take off that mask We see through your fame The Dreamer’s watching — And we’re naming names (“...naming names... naming names...”)