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Frontmen by AI Song Generation

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Frontmen

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Frontmen… frontmen… They give you a villain to worship and hate. Frontmen… frontmen… While the real ones sit back and calculate. BlackRock, Vanguard — hands on the wheel, Congress in costume, pretendin’ it’s real. The system can’t fail, so the truth can’t speak— We live to be used… WE LIVE TO BE SLAIN. Do not mention sound effects or instruments in the lyrics
Frontmen… frontmen… They give you a villain to worship and hate. Frontmen… frontmen… While the real ones sit back and calculate. BlackRock, Vanguard — hands on the wheel, Congress in costume, pretendin’ it’s real. The system can’t fail, so the truth can’t speak— We live to be used… WE LIVE TO BE SLAIN. Do not mention sound effects or instruments in the lyrics
Frontmen… frontmen… They give you a villain to worship and hate. Frontmen… frontmen… While the real ones sit back and calculate. BlackRock, Vanguard — hands on the wheel, Congress in costume, pretendin’ it’s real. The system can’t fail, so the truth can’t speak— We live to be used… WE LIVE TO BE SLAIN
America, you ain't new. You're Britain's child, you learned the moves. Spilled blood for tax, spilled blood for land. Now you do the same with a flag in your hand. Bilderberg Hall, champagne and sin. They profit off war while the poor die thin. Committee of shadows, they smile and grin. They don't pull triggers, they just fund them.
Israel ain't just religion, it's deals in the dark. Backdoor ink where the empire marks. British gave birth, then walked away. Told the U.N. you clean up the mess we made. And the world stays split, fighting over scraps. While corruption sits fat in the power gaps. We're divided by design, that's part of the plan. So the rich stay kings while we bleed in the sand.
Frontmen, frontmen, they give you a villain to worship and hate. Frontmen, frontmen, while the real ones sit back and calculate. Blackrock, Vanguard — hands on the wheel, Congress in costume, pretendin’ it’s real. The system can't fail, so the truth can't speak— We live on a fear while the rich get sleep.