How I learned to stop asking questions, and love the government.

[Intro – Robotic Voice, Radio Static] > Please stand for the international anthem... And remember: compliance is the sincerest form of patriotism. --- [Verse 1 – Faux Inspirational, Full of Irony] I pledged my love to a flag I can’t spell They gave me a gun and said “You’re doing well” Painted my doubts in red, white, and praise Told me freedom lives inside military graves I asked who’s rich and why I’m poor They said “Don’t ask, go fight our war” I said “What happened to liberty’s light?” They said “Shut up and stand up right.” --- [Pre-Chorus – Chant Style] Question nothing Blame the other Die for borders Kill your brother --- [Chorus – Anthemic, Mocking] How I learned to stop asking questions And love the sound of marching feet Where facts get shot and flags wave sweet And loyalty means rinse, repeat Raise your voice in perfect lines Salute the blood, ignore the crimes Proud of where I’m from—sure, okay But don't mistake that for obey --- [Verse 2 – Global Jab, Name-Free But Clear] One land burns books, one bans the kiss One puts boots where truth exists One builds walls, one hides the dead All chant peace while painting red They dress it up in suits and songs Blame the kids for what’s gone wrong Raise a toast to “our great land” While breaking every helping hand --- [Bridge – Spoken Word, Getting Darker] > It's not about pride. It's about fear wearing a uniform. It's not about tradition. It’s about whose face fits on the billboard. It’s not about home. It’s about who gets to live in it. -- [Chorus – Bigger, Harder, With Grit] How I learned to stop asking questions And love the state-approved replies Where every question’s just a crime And truth gets jailed in real time Raise your hand, recite the script Wave your flag with trembling grip Say you're proud—say it loud Till silence is the only sound --- [Final Breakdown – Chanted, Cult-Like] I am not a citizen, I am a product I am not a patriot, I am a profit I am not alive, I am a symbol I am not awake, I am civil --- [Final Chorus – Burnout Delivery, Mock-Triumphant] How I learned to stop asking questions And love the way they spin the news How borders blur when lies are used And “freedom” means we get to lose No flag clean, no land above The truth is hate disguised as love So here's my anthem, full of scars— A diss track for the whole damn world ...and its stars