God Forsake America

We’re underpaid yet you say to be grateful to have a job today

Don’t think you get how this works, it’s an exchange: we work, you pay

Multibillion company yet still can’t dish out resources to work anyway

Rather line the pockets of stockholders and corporate leads who treat us like slaves

You know we’re understaffed, yet you’re still coming at our necks

On eggshells cuz we all know we could be on the chopping block next

Whether physical or mental health, shame on us if we take a day off

Act like it’s some sort of privilege to work to death for a minimum wage job

So god forsake America

Not quite sure we deserve to be saved

You elected an orange devil

To be the saviour of the land of the brave

So god forsake America

Never cared about its own people anyway

We’ve damned ourselves past redemption

Jesus would be so ashamed

Of this capitalist dreamcrusher

Post-apocalyptic arms dealer

We’re a union of demons

Not saints

Claim to care about lives that have yet to even have lungs to breathe

So long as they’re not your problem, couldn’t give a damn after the birthing

Once someone pisses you off, suddenly you stop caring about life

Prison sentence, death row, or straight up human existence’s you illegalize

You don’t truly care about women, let alone women’s sports

Just misogyny and transphobia, that you project on queers to hurt

If your idea of masculinity was so damn healthy, then explain the suicide rate

It’s all just xenophobic hatred, there’s nothing to even debate

So god forsake America

Not quite sure we deserve to be saved

You elected an orange devil

To be the saviour of the land of the brave

So god forsake America

Never cared about its own people anyway

We’ve damned ourselves past redemption

Jesus would be so ashamed

Of this capitalist dreamcrusher

Post-apocalyptic arms dealer

We’re a union of demons

Not saints

Just cognitive dissonance

Willful ignorance

Use religion to excuse

This ongoing abuse

Jesus loved wholly

You’re not the holy

You don’t get to play judge

You’re not the man above

Go ahead and call me out

As another triggered queer who just wants to shout

I haven’t forgotten my catholic roots

Feels like I know your religion far better than you

So god forsake America

Not quite sure we deserve to be saved

You elected an orange devil

To be the saviour of the land of the brave

So god forsake America

Never cared about its own people anyway

We’ve damned ourselves past redemption

Jesus would be so ashamed

Of this capitalist dreamcrusher

Post-apocalyptic arms dealer

We’re a union of demons

Not saints