Cynical Lyrics - Propaganda

Where were you when we were dying? 

Flying to Trump rallies, sipping the finest wine and 

We fought off the Five-Percenters 

They called him White Jesus, lowkey started to believe 'em 

Why you ain't march on Selma? 

Why you ain't tell the refugees "please stay with me"? 

Why when you take communion, it don't remind you of your union? 

That you too were once undocumented too 

Why do you love your guns more than our sons? 

Why you patriots first? Why you worshipping the flag? 

It swims in my brainstem when acid baptists 

Rehearse the worst like practice makes perfect 

I'm out here on some world relief 

Huh, what's a Twitter beef? 

I play Monopoly with refugees 

Who know they ain't gon' ever again see they home country 

I'm out here on some world relief 

What's a Twitter beef? 

My boy Jeremy packed up, moved his family to Fallujah 

You argue over bathrooms 

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So if I sound cynical 

If I sound cynical 

If I sound cynical 

It's 'cause I'm cynical 

When you lookin' at it all wrong 

But you don't care to fix it, you prefer to write a song 

Scramblin' ramblings of PTSD 

The distrust is a drug, why you don't believe the best of me? 

With ample examples of those who overcame generational sin stains 

Rearranged brainstem, read New Jim Crow 

You call 'em "white and woke," you say that you're kinfolk 

How can you speak of hope? 

With deep gulps of the irony 

That even this tune is produced by three white dudes 

It rattles in your rib cage, human echo chamber 

Balled up in a rage and tossed up on a stage 

Boy, you out here on some world relief? 

You asking what's a Twitter beef? 

You play Monopoly with refugees but never with your neighbors 

You ain't even trying 

You out here on some world relief? 

You asking what's a Twitter beef? 

Your boy Jeremy packed up, moved his family to Fallujah 

And you argue over bathrooms 

I'm cynical 

Photos 

I don't take too kindly to being lied to 

I could look inside you 

And I'll hate you if I fear you 

And we fear what we're blind to 

So if I sound cynical 

If I sound cynical 

If I sound cynical 

It's 'cause I'm cynical 

I don't want reconciliation, I want your gun 

Take the privilege and power and then I pass it to my son 

Do I believe my enemies are too far from grace? 

My idea of a safe space is just blow them all away 

Pray to my Savior, middle finger to my neighbor 

Create a theology that helps promote that behavior 

I'm an activist who hates change (cynical!) 

I'm a doctor who wants pain (cynical!) 

I'm a charity who profits off the generous 

I am Jonah who wants the fall of Nineveh 

Pendulum swinging, narrow minded, ignore the middle 

Screaming for peace, turn around and I sell them missiles 

Hurt for pride is pain, idols are struggle whores 

Don't appropriate my space, we can argue who struggles more 

He said, "disagreement doesn't mean that I hate you" 

If you're intolerant of my views then what does that make you? 

Cynical 

We don't take too kindly to being lied to 

(I think that makes 'em cynical) 

I could look inside you 

(Intolerant and miserable) 

And I'll hate you if I fear you 

And we fear what we're blind to 

So if I sound cynical 

If I sound cynical 

If I sound cynical 

It's 'cause I'm cynical