Martyr for a Lost Cause

Buying in with no return on investment

Selling out for a footnote mention

Martyr for a lost cause, get crucified

But at least you fought with unrivaled pride

Thrown under the bus like a liability

Getting back in good graces is an impossibility

Back of the line at the bottom of the gutter

Your masters call you shit and they didn’t even stutter

 

One of the good ones? Don’t make me laugh

Failed creative who never signed an autograph

Except on a document listing pocket items

Box that shit away, now you’re in for cage violence

Thank you for your service, but you’re no longer needed

Couldn’t work within the system, let alone beat it

You think you’re respected? They joke about discrimination

You’re not a model citizen, you’re the scourge of the nation

 

No more invitations to Thanksgiving dinners

All because you wanted fascism to be the true winner

No more presents to unwrap around the Christmas tree

‘Cause you sold out your whole family with hypocrisy

No more vacations to the land of rollercoasters

Your brothers would rather stick their dicks in a toaster

No wedding rings to buy, no children to bear

‘Cause you see tragedy and you don’t even care

 

Martyrdom for nothing didn’t get you anywhere

You’ve lost your right to tell me it’s unfair

You’ve lost your right to claim victimhood

You did it to yourself, now burn in hell for good!