[Verse 1] I pledge allegiance to a flag that don’t remember me, To suits behind the curtain selling sickness as a recipe. They tell us “keep on working,” keep our heads down in the line, While they poison up the water and they sweeten up the crime. Mama’s tired, daddy’s hurting, babies coughing in the night, Everybody’s getting weaker but they say we’re doing fine. Turn the channel, change the story, hide the truth inside the feed, Then wonder why we’re starving with a table full of greed. [Pre-Chorus] They sell us comfort wrapped in plastic, Call it normal, call it food. Then we’re praying at the doctor, Asking, “What did we do?” [Verse 2] They keep us numb with breaking news and prices climbing higher, Keep us fighting one another while the whole damn house on fire. Red or blue, they spin the room, but green is what they serve, Money on the altar while the people lose their nerve. There’s poison in the pretty box, a warning in the glow, A generation asking why their bodies feel so old. We’re coughing up the consequence, we’re choking on the plan, While they profit from the sickness that they placed in our hands. [Pre-Chorus] And they say, “Just trust the system,” But the system never bleeds. It just feeds on all the broken And gets rich off what we need. [Chorus] My own country don’t give a shit about us, Feeds us lies and calls it love. Pumps the plates with chemicals, Then asks why we’re not well enough. Huh? How we sick and still surprised? Huh? When the truth been televised. We’re not crazy, we’re just tired Of swallowing the fire And calling it life. [Bridge] I don’t want your sugar-coated silence, I don’t want your manufactured peace. I want answers, I want mercy, I want children safe to eat. I want truth without a barcode, I want health without a fee, I want a country that remembers It was built by you and me. [Final Chorus] My own country don’t give a shit about us, But we’re waking from the dream. No more lies inside our stomachs, No more poison sold as clean. Huh? Now you wonder why we scream? Huh? Now you wonder what we mean? We’re not weak, we’re not blind, We’re just done being designed To break quietly. [Outro] So don’t ask why we’re sick… Ask who made us swallow it. Don’t ask why we’re mad… Ask who profited from it.
