From Modern Plights
Cancel Culture
Guilty by trending topic.
Here we go again
Can't say shit anymore without a trial online
Type one joke wrong and they’re drawing chalk lines
Internet detectives with a keyboard badge
Same couch-potato judge with a moral stance
Every tweet a court case, every meme’s a crime
Cancel culture circling like a pack of wolves in line
Say one thing sideways, suddenly I'm the villain
Half these people outraged don't even know what they're feeling
Scrolling through rage like it’s digital crack
Same fake revolution from a bedroom Slack
Thirty thousand activists with a ring light glow
Selling righteous anger like a goddamn show
Everybody preaching like they’re born to decide
What you’re allowed to think, what you’re allowed to write
But the loudest saint in the purity parade
Got skeletons dancing in a closet they made
Fuck your rulebook, fuck your moral checklist
I’m not rewriting every thought to make the mob less pissed
So sick of the noise
All the outrage, all the fake-ass poise
Everybody screaming just to hear their name
Everything’s a scandal, everything’s a flame
So sick of the noise
Every post another war deployed
If thinking for yourself is now a crime
Then lock me the fuck up, I’ll do the time
Corporate virtue like a costume parade
Rainbow logo while the workers underpaid
Boardroom clap when the PR drops clean
Meanwhile rent still eating the scene
Every brand suddenly cares this week
Till the fiscal quarter dips and the headlines leak
They’ll sell you rebellion in a polished ad
Then tax-deduct the activism they never had
Thirty seconds clipped and your career’s in a grave
Welcome to the algo court where the loudest behave
Facts don’t matter when the pitchforks trend
Truth gets strangled by the outrage blend
Half these critics got a halo on loan
Throwing stones from a Wi-Fi throne
Don’t need permission from a mob online
Don’t need approval from a comment line
So sick of the noise
All the outrage, all the fake-ass poise
Everybody screaming just to hear their name
Everything’s a scandal, everything’s a flame
So sick of the noise
Every post another war deployed
If thinking for yourself is now a crime
Then lock me the fuck up, I’ll do the time
Everybody righteous till the cameras off
Everybody perfect till the screenshots drop
Whole damn world playing judge and king
While the real problems rot underneath everything
Call me toxic, call me whatever’s trending today
The mob needs a villain just to keep the rage paid
By tomorrow they’ll forget what the hell they were mad at
New target lined up in the digital habitat
I’m not your puppet for a viral parade
Not your guilt-soaked mascot for the rules you made
Keep your hashtags, keep your scripted remorse
I’ll be over here living without the algorithm’s force
So sick of the noise
All the outrage, all the fake-ass poise
Everybody screaming just to hear their name
Everything’s a scandal, everything’s a flame
So sick of the noise
Every post another war deployed
If thinking for yourself is now a crime
Then lock me the fuck up, I’ll do the time
Yeah
Turn the fucking noise off