Toxic Word Salad

Verse 1  
He speaks in riddles, wrapped in rot  
A thousand words that say a lot of... not  
Double-speak in a velvet haze  
Truth gets lost in the verbal maze  

Pre-Chorus  
Mumble, stumble, twist the scene  
Every lie dressed up in sheen  

Chorus  
Toxic word salad—served on a silver plate  
Confusion is the weapon, and clarity’s too late  
Spin the tale, derail the facts  
We’re choking on the syntax of his twisted tracks  

Verse 2  
Buzzwords buzz like flies on meat  
Empty slogans on repeat  
“Unity” while walls are built  
“Freedom” soaked in shame and guilt  

Bridge  
He talks in loops, a scripted trance  
A puppet dance in a power romance  
Smoke and mirrors, truth denied  
We see the strings he tries to hide  

Breakdown  
No more sermons, no more spin  
We’re tearing down the lies within  
No more fog, no more disguise  
We spit the truth back in his eyes  

Final Chorus  
Toxic word salad—dressed in deceit  
We’re starving for truth, not corporate meat  
Cut the mic, expose the scheme  
And silence the toxic word machine

Punk / Metal