[Intro] [Programmed drums, distorted piano loop, 8 bars] [Mechanical — no warmth] [Verse 1] [Detached] They're building theme parks On the graves Calling it heritage Calling it faith Democracy's a franchise now Bottled and sold [Flat] In red In blue Same poison Different label [Pre-Chorus] [Building — piano tightening] Simulate Stimulate The body politic's [Deadpan] Flatlined [Chorus — fierce, hammered piano, full band erupts] [Belted] Who's gonna birth this future? When we've legislated Every womb Every choice Every body back to [Screamed] Property [Dropping to cold] Something wants to be fed And we keep offering Our throats [Verse 2] [Observational — no emotion, that's the horror] The border is a performance The grief is a performance Even the resistance Is selling merch They bombed the clinic Then they prayed They shot the children Then they prayed [Building fury] The water's cancer And they [Whispered] Prayed [Pre-Chorus] [Strained] Simulate Stimulate Can anybody feel [Raw] Anything real? [Chorus — more aggressive than first] [Belted] Who's gonna birth this future? When the soil is Plastic When the truth is Branded When the rage is Bought and sold [Dropping cold] Something wants to be fed And baby [Deadpan] We're delicious [Bridge — piano drops to single notes, voice barely above whisper] [Sparse — just piano] I met a woman at a checkout She whispered [Whispered] "I used to believe in my body Now I believe In lawyers" I met a river in Texas It said [Whispered] "I used to believe I was endless Now I'm just what separates" [Building underneath] The ghosts are getting restless They want to know What we're planning to [Hanging] Remember [Breakdown] [Chaotic time shifts, 12 bars] [Marimba swirls, drum fragments, distorted samples] [Verse 3] [Third person — savage, each line a verdict] She bought a house On the coast [Deadpan] (The coast is drowning) She had a baby For the tax break [Deadpan] (The schools are militarized) She voted for the man Who promised safety [Deadpan] (He's building camps) [Flat] Comfortable Holding two truths That kill each other (in a knife fight) [Final Chorus — defiant, unhinged, everything breaking apart] [Screamed] Who's gonna birth this future? Who's gonna Midwife the collapse? [Dropping cold] We're all performing Care While the patient Dies Something wants to be fed Something IS being fed [Whispered] We're already Inside it [Outro — dissolving] [Chopped vocal: "birth this" "fed" "inside"] [Drums fragmenting to single kick] [Sub-bass drone] [Spoken — cold, no affect] A new America A new America A new America [quiet and hushed and sad] …what did we do americaaaaaaaaah…. [End]
