You've been selected, king of the hill
You're gonna do just what you will
Si undetected a thin disguise

You fill our heads with all your lies
Slow burn


You are the face of fear
When will we ever learn
Nobody wants you here

We better get it straight, It's gonna be to late
There's gonna be no where to turn
Slow burn


Bad situation, way out of hand
It's working Just the way you planned

You fooled a nation, pushed us around
You set us up to knock us down