
PROMISES | AfroHouse124
[Verse 3] Receipt in my fist, red numbers on the page Promises get louder while the cupboard looks bare You can frame a slogan, hang it over the door But a headline never puts dinner on the floor I learned the fine print from the late notices He sold a shining future, handed back excuses Now I count every dollar, every mile, every scar No borrowed little slogan gets to tell me who we are [Pre-Chorus] You said hold the line You said wait your turn But the rent keeps climbing And the paychecks burn [Chorus] He promised again He promised again Painted up the future Then it slipped away again He promised again He promised again Now we name the cost And we won't forget again [Final Chorus] He promised again He promised again Make America Great Again I thought I knew then He promised again He promised again Now my pockets hurt And the world feels thin [Outro] No more waiting on a borrowed claim No more handing over hope for a name If the promise breaks, let the record show We were here, we saw, we know

