The Blood Orange Core by Aquarifish

The Blood Orange Core

[Verse 1]
Rent is due on the air in my lungs,
Clocked-in heartbeat, punch-card suns.
We were promised a commons, a place to belong,
Now survival’s a bill with a late fee song.
They sell us fear in patriotic gloss,
Wave a flag while they tally up the loss.
I learned the anthem from a foreclosure sign,
Hummed it soft while they took what was mine.

[Pre-Chorus]
They say “choose a side,” like it’s a game show wheel,
Spin it once, then pretend it’s real.
But the house always wins, the math is rigged,
And hope’s just a word that got evicted.

[Chorus]
So f— the president, f— Congress too,
And the sheep that clap when the wolves say “boo.”
America ain’t red, white, and blue—
It’s orange to the bone, rotten through.
Peel back the paint, smell the truth,
Citrus lies and a bitter youth.
Stars fell off, stripes bled out,
This is the shit the flags not about! .

[Verse 2]
They preach freedom like a gated prayer,
With armed smiles and vacant stares.
Hate gets a microphone, love waits in line,
Justice postponed for the fiftieth time.
They call it order, I call it a leash,
Wrapped in slogans, tightened by grief.
Every vote feels like a loaded coin,
Heads they profit, tails we join.

[Pre-Chorus]
They tell us “calm down, this is just the way,”
Like history wasn’t made to disobey.
But comfort’s a drug they drip-feed slow,
Keeps you quiet, keeps you low.

[Chorus]
So f— the president, f— Congress too,
And the sheep that bahh approvals through.
America ain’t red, white, and blue—
It’s orange down deep, a spoiled hue.
Smile for the camera, swallow the lie,
Wave real hard while our futures die.
If this is greatness, just let me drown,
I won’t kneel to a poisoned crown.

[Bridge]
I still believe in the people next door,
Sharing hope, sharing grief, sharing more.
In hands that build when the suits just talk,
In quiet courage, the long hard walk.
This isn’t hate—it’s a flare in the dark,
A cracked match struck on a breaking heart.
Burning to say: we’re still alive,
Even when they sell us lies.

[Breakdown]
No saviors in ties, no kings in red hats,
No gods in offices or political acrobats.
Just us, just now, just grit and breth,
Choosing each other over curated death.

[Final Chorus]
So f— the president, f— Congress too,
I pledge allegiance to something new:
Not a color, not a brand, not a throne,
But the stubborn hope we grow on our own.
America ain’t what they tell you to see—
It’s a fight, it’s a wound, it’s a costly dream.
From the rot, from the rage, from the core,
Maybe someday We’ll make something better than before.

[Outro]
No red, no blue, no orange crown—
Just people, finally, burning it down
And planting something real in the ground.
 
[Fade out]
So to hell with cutting corners and to hell with false democracy 
Blood Oranges too busy making deals, that don’t do shit for me.

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The Blood Orange Core [Verse 1] Rent is due on the air in my lungs, Clocked-in heartbeat, punch-card suns. We were promised a commons, a place to belong, Now survival’s a bill with a late fee song. They sell us fear in patriotic gloss, Wave a flag while they tally up the loss. I learned the anthem from a foreclosure sign, Hummed it soft while they took what was mine. [Pre-Chorus] They say “choose a side,” like it’s a game show wheel, Spin it once, then pretend it’s real. But the house always wins, the math is rigged, And hope’s just a word that got evicted. [Chorus] So f— the president, f— Congress too, And the sheep that clap when the wolves say “boo.” America ain’t red, white, and blue— It’s orange to the bone, rotten through. Peel back the paint, smell the truth, Citrus lies and a bitter youth. Stars fell off, stripes bled out, This is the shit the flags not about! . [Verse 2] They preach freedom like a gated prayer, With armed smiles and vacant stares. Hate gets a microphone, love waits in line, Justice postponed for the fiftieth time. They call it order, I call it a leash, Wrapped in slogans, tightened by grief. Every vote feels like a loaded coin, Heads they profit, tails we join. [Pre-Chorus] They tell us “calm down, this is just the way,” Like history wasn’t made to disobey. But comfort’s a drug they drip-feed slow, Keeps you quiet, keeps you low. [Chorus] So f— the president, f— Congress too, And the sheep that bahh approvals through. America ain’t red, white, and blue— It’s orange down deep, a spoiled hue. Smile for the camera, swallow the lie, Wave real hard while our futures die. If this is greatness, just let me drown, I won’t kneel to a poisoned crown. [Bridge] I still believe in the people next door, Sharing hope, sharing grief, sharing more. In hands that build when the suits just talk, In quiet courage, the long hard walk. This isn’t hate—it’s a flare in the dark, A cracked match struck on a breaking heart. Burning to say: we’re still alive, Even when they sell us lies. [Breakdown] No saviors in ties, no kings in red hats, No gods in offices or political acrobats. Just us, just now, just grit and breth, Choosing each other over curated death. [Final Chorus] So f— the president, f— Congress too, I pledge allegiance to something new: Not a color, not a brand, not a throne, But the stubborn hope we grow on our own. America ain’t what they tell you to see— It’s a fight, it’s a wound, it’s a costly dream. From the rot, from the rage, from the core, Maybe someday We’ll make something better than before. [Outro] No red, no blue, no orange crown— Just people, finally, burning it down And planting something real in the ground. [Fade out] So to hell with cutting corners and to hell with false democracy Blood Oranges too busy making deals, that don’t do shit for me.

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