Politician, can't you answer?

Dying in the gutters you offer us a prayer

Whispers in the wind while they watch more constituents meet their end

Your hollow words seem so absurd

To families ripped apart by crisis

You offer no solace

Your obvious negligence eclipses your thinly veiled selfishness

Not your problem, you don't care

Feel no responsibility for this despair

You offer nothing but thoughts and prayers

You offer nothing but thoughts and prayers

You feel a sense of perverted justice

That the lower classеs somehow deservе this

The lower classes somehow deserve this

As the population drowns in poison

You prepare and angle for position

We sink into an abyss of alienation and loneliness

Spin the story anyway you can

Absolve your guilt of the mess we're in

Scum-sucking motherfucker

You offer nothing but thoughts and prayers