#1
Verse
A slow train wreck, fun to watch, a good idea botched,
You screwed it up bad, the site is quite sad,
How you took what they gave but weren't contempt with what you had,

Talk is cheap so people buy it, and purchase all that lie ****,
To afraid to look outside, to ignorant to question pride,
Lemmings to sea, all along for the ride,

Chorus
Is it too much to ask for a little bit of truth,
How do you expect my support in the booth,
Now you're a hero with your powers,
but your posse's full of cowards, you let them drop the towers,

Verse
You did it for the cash, our hopes have been crashed,
4 more years, filled with blood shed and tears,
Pretend not to see the fingers and jeers,

The news is on your side, paying them to hide,
The thousands dead, hanging on every word they said,
God knows what's going through your head,

Chorus

Outro
You can't go trusting everything they say,
You have to find your own way,
You've got to question everything,
Cus it's never safe, regardless of what the news reporters sings,
Unless you help yourself your not gonna get through,
Praying won't help you,
It's all up to you,
You can't become another slave,
You have to pull yourself through, you have to build your own exclave.
#2
Quote by San_Sago
Verse
A slow train wreck, fun to watch, a good idea botched,
You screwed it up bad, the site is quite sad,
How you took what they gave but weren't contempt with what you had, think you mean content

Talk is cheap so people buy it, and purchase all that lie ****,
To afraid to look outside, to ignorant to question pride,
Lemmings to sea, all along for the ride,

Chorus
Is it too much to ask for a little bit of truth,
How do you expect my support in the booth, Seems a bit forced rhyming here
Now you're a hero with your powers,
but your posse's full of cowards, you let them drop the towers, And here

Verse
You did it for the cash, our hopes have been crashed, Doesn't make sense, too forced
4 more years, filled with blood shed and tears,
Pretend not to see the fingers and jeers,

The news is on your side, paying them to hide,
The thousands dead, hanging on every word they said,
God knows what's going through your head,

Chorus

Outro
You can't go trusting everything they say,
You have to find your own way,
You've got to question everything,
Cus it's never safe, regardless of what the news reporters sings,
Unless you help yourself your not gonna get through,
Praying won't help you,
It's all up to you,
You can't become another slave,
You have to pull yourself through, you have to build your own exclave.
Best bit of song, v. good


I think there are quite a few areas to work on in this (see quote), but if you canmake it more natural and less forced (like the outro) you're on to something really good. Well done!