Uniforms don't ask questions.

[Style: Post-industrial rock, dark and restrained, spoken-sung verses, steady mechanical drums, low bass pulse, distorted guitars, tense atmosphere]

[Intro]
[Boots on concrete]
[Clipboard clicks.]
[Someone clears their throat.]

[Verse 1]
They say wear the badge, keep it straight,
Learn the rules, don’t hesitate,
Every line already drawn,
Every shift just moves it on.

Names get shortened, numbers stick,
Faces blur into a list,
What you’re told is all you need,
Follow steps, then sign and leave.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not cruelty, it’s procedure,
That’s the phrase that makes it easier,
If the harm feels far away,
You can do it every day.

[Chorus]
Uniforms don’t ask questions,
They just fit and fall in line,
Hands stay clean by design,
Orders in a neutral tone.

Uniforms don’t ask questions,
They don’t wonder who it hurts,
They don’t carry names to bed,
They just clock out and go home.

[Verse 2]
Morning brief, fluorescent lights,
Language stripped of wrong and right,
“Processing,” “transfer,” “hold,”
Words that keep the hands from shaking cold.

No one says the word afraid,
Just “secured” and “relocated,”
Every step feels small and neat,
Till it adds up in your sleep.

[Pre-Chorus]
When the rulebook speaks for you,
You don’t have to choose what’s true,
And the weight gets reassigned,
To a place you’ll never find.

[Chorus]
Uniforms don’t ask questions,
They just fit and fall in line,
Hands stay clean by design,
Orders in a neutral tone.

Uniforms don’t ask questions,
They don’t wonder who it hurts,
They don’t carry names to bed,
They just clock out and go home.

[Bridge]
Someone wrote the policy,
Someone signed it off as clean,
Someone said “it has to be,”
So nobody has to see.

It’s easier to play a role,
Than to listen to your soul,
Systems work best when you comply,
Silence keeps the gears aligned.

[Break]
(voices overlap, low)
“Just doing my job.”
“Following protocol.”
“Above my pay grade.”

[Verse 3]
At night the language slips its hold,
Faces show up uninvited, bold,
Not in forms or case ID,
Just the look they couldn’t keep.

The badge comes off, the mirror stays,
You don’t outrun what you obeyed,
Every line you didn’t cross
Still has a cost.

[Final Chorus]
Uniforms don’t ask questions,
But the people underneath do,
When the quiet gets too loud,
And the rules fall through.

Uniforms don’t ask questions,
But the echo always grows,
Orders end at end of shift,
Conscience doesn’t clock out, though.

[Outro]
Boots off concrete.
Lights go dim.
Someone breathes in.
Someone remembers.

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[Intro] [Boots on concrete] [Clipboard clicks.] [Someone clears their throat.] [Verse 1] They say wear the badge, keep it straight, Learn the rules, don’t hesitate, Every line already drawn, Every shift just moves it on. Names get shortened, numbers stick, Faces blur into a list, What you’re told is all you need, Follow steps, then sign and leave. [Pre-Chorus] It’s not cruelty, it’s procedure, That’s the phrase that makes it easier, If the harm feels far away, You can do it every day. [Chorus] Uniforms don’t ask questions, They just fit and fall in line, Hands stay clean by design, Orders in a neutral tone. Uniforms don’t ask questions, They don’t wonder who it hurts, They don’t carry names to bed, They just clock out and go home. [Verse 2] Morning brief, fluorescent lights, Language stripped of wrong and right, “Processing,” “transfer,” “hold,” Words that keep the hands from shaking cold. No one says the word afraid, Just “secured” and “relocated,” Every step feels small and neat, Till it adds up in your sleep. [Pre-Chorus] When the rulebook speaks for you, You don’t have to choose what’s true, And the weight gets reassigned, To a place you’ll never find. [Chorus] Uniforms don’t ask questions, They just fit and fall in line, Hands stay clean by design, Orders in a neutral tone. Uniforms don’t ask questions, They don’t wonder who it hurts, They don’t carry names to bed, They just clock out and go home. [Bridge] Someone wrote the policy, Someone signed it off as clean, Someone said “it has to be,” So nobody has to see. It’s easier to play a role, Than to listen to your soul, Systems work best when you comply, Silence keeps the gears aligned. [Break] (voices overlap, low) “Just doing my job.” “Following protocol.” “Above my pay grade.” [Verse 3] At night the language slips its hold, Faces show up uninvited, bold, Not in forms or case ID, Just the look they couldn’t keep. The badge comes off, the mirror stays, You don’t outrun what you obeyed, Every line you didn’t cross Still has a cost. [Final Chorus] Uniforms don’t ask questions, But the people underneath do, When the quiet gets too loud, And the rules fall through. Uniforms don’t ask questions, But the echo always grows, Orders end at end of shift, Conscience doesn’t clock out, though. [Outro] Boots off concrete. Lights go dim. Someone breathes in. Someone remembers.

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