14 days ago

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Nah,
Let’s clear something up real quick.
This ain’t theory.
This ain’t a seminar.
This is America.

You say freedom’s cold, needs fixin’ with force
Funny how control’s always part of the course
Dress it up in comfort, call it “for us all”
But power never gathers without makin’ us small

They didn’t write this country from a boardroom chair
They prayed, bled, and stood when it wasn’t fair
Built walls against tyranny, line by line
So no future ruler could redesign

You say the group knows best, the state knows right
But history screams every single time
When the many erase the soul of the one
That’s when chains replace what freedom won

You don’t get to soften words to hide control
We see the endgame, yeah, we know the toll

You can take your warm collectivism,
BACK HOME!

This ain’t your system, ain’t your role
This land was built on faith and soul

You talk unity but demand obedience
That ain’t peace, that’s expedience
Rights don’t come from a mayor or state
They exist before you legislate

The Bill of Rights ain’t outdated ink
It’s the reason you can even speak and think
Checks on power, chains on kings
That’s why this place still rings

You don’t warm the people by freezing dissent
You don’t fix a nation by what’s “meant”
Every empire that tried your plan
Collapsed under the weight of command

We’ve read the warnings, page and verse
Your path ain’t new, it’s rehearsed

You can take your warm collectivism,
BACK HOME!

No comfort cage, no guiding hand
Free minds, free men, free land

Power centralized always decays
Different flags, same old ways
The founders knew, so now we know
That’s why we say “No”