There's a man on a mountain In a bunker of gold Where he's safe from the shrapnel & The street fights & brawls Where he's secure to spout hatred Without being involved & He claims that his motives Are freedom & god & He stands at the podium Somewhere far televised With his mouth spitting venom & His poisonous lies Giving power to the idea That if our nation is free I should bludgeon my neighbors If they look different than me Oh say, can you see? Civil war's getting started Now we're just waiting on world war 3 Now his swarms start to gatherin' Like wasps beating their wings To force-feed their rhetoric & Ideology Down the throats of the people Who's suffering has no end Should it really feel this awful To make america great again? Oh say, can you see? Civil war's getting started Now we're just waiting on world war 3 & If i sound broken hearted It's because i believe in a humanity But as long as we're lead by a monster Then the monsters have a reason to believe That their violence so senseless Is valid in the eyes of their king But i know that the sound of tears falling Aint the same as letting freedom ring