(Intro) "Yeah... listen close. They got two sides. We got one problem. (Truth.)... Wake up." (Verse 1) They sold the whole country for futures and bonds on the wire, (Gone!)... Now you prayin' for welfare, standin' in their corporate fire. The same hand takin' donations from the Wall Street CEO, (Uh-huh)... Is the same hand shakin' yours, talkin' 'bout the pain that you know. I see the limousine liberal preachin' virtue, then duckin' his tax, (The hypocrisy)... And the billionaire populist preachin' work, while breakin' your backs. They gave you two uniforms, told you to start the damn fight, But the real treason happened when they dimmed the national light. (They turned it off.)... This ain't a difference of opinion, this is controlled decay, kid, You see the puppet strings, or is the anger still hid? (Think about it...)... (Chorus) The Twin Masks are wearin' thin, but the actors won't quit. One side screams the virtue, the other side throws a fit. Red team, Blue team, both funded by the same dollar. (Checks clear.)... We're fighting in the stands while the refs control the collar. The screen is the weapon, the outrage is the trade. (Clickbait.)... Just another smoke-and-mirror hustle, the price already paid. (paid...) (Verse 2) The signal is poison, they pumpin' it through the cable, Got you yellin' their slogans, sittin' at their kitchen table. (Wake up, man!)... They manufactured the beef, then handed you the damn knife, To keep your eyes off the bankers who are stealin' your life. (Your future!)... They need the chaos in the comments, the hate that keeps the feed hot, A divided street means they never have to explain what they got. Try to question the narrative, they label you a domestic threat, (Threat?)... Silence the dissenters with laws they ain't even passed yet. This is deeper than politics, this is a mind-prison built of news, Keep us trapped in the noise so we never question who rules. (Who's the boss?)... (Bridge) Check the receipt, look behind the curtain, what's the net gain? They got us focused on the labels to deflect from the chain. (Distraction!)... Every debate is staged, every outrage is timed to distract, From the corporate handshake where the real power is backed. So drop the team colors, step off the court of their design, (Leave the game!)... The heavy hitter move is to see the system over the sign. (Chorus) The Twin Masks are wearin' thin, but the actors won't quit. One side screams the virtue, the other side throws a fit. Red team, Blue team, both funded by the same dollar. We're fighting in the stands while the refs control the collar. The screen is the weapon, the outrage is the trade. Just another smoke-and-mirror hustle, the price already paid. (paid...) (Verse 3) Forget the talking heads and the paper thin policy speech, When the water is poison, you can't save the river, you gotta breach. (Break through.)... I'm lookin' at the whole damn table, and they ain't leavin' a crumb, Red or Blue, they're both celebratin' when the foreclosure comes. They throw us small beefs, like dog-whistles and cheap bait, (Cheap bait!)... To keep us fightin' over sidewalks while they own the whole estate. See the same cop who busts the Left protest for the righteous cause, Is the same tax collector taking the Right's small business pause. They give you flags and fury, they give you hate and heat, But they don't give you the keys to the kingdom, they just own the street. (Just the street.)... This ain't division, this is controlled opposition, straight fact, They let us bicker in the basement while the oligarchs collect the tax. So unify the struggle, this ain't Left versus Right, this is Debt versus Life, yo. Open your eyes, the only common ground is the struggle we know. (The struggle!)... (Chorus) The Twin Masks are wearin' thin, but the actors won't quit. (Never quit.)... One side screams the virtue, the other side throws a fit. Red team, Blue team, both funded by the same dollar. We're fighting in the stands while the refs control the collar. The screen is the weapon, the outrage is the trade. (The trade!)... Just another smoke-and-mirror hustle, the price already paid. (paid...) (They paid for this!)... (It's a theater!)... (One dollar, two sides!)... (Outro) "They tellin' you to choose... but the choice was already made. By them... (It's a lie.)..."
