(Intro) [Instrumental: Tight drum groove starts, joined by a muted, palm-muted guitar riff. Bass comes in with a steady pulse. Subtle synth pad in the background.] (Verse 1) [Vocal: Dry, slightly sarcastic] Remember back in twenty-something, when I first spoke that name, You rolled your eyes and laughed it off as some impossible game. A fairy tale, a fever dream, a “crazy late-night thread,” You shared a couple memes instead of anything I said. But now the files are declassified, the memos hit the press, The thing I tried to warn you of is public, more or less. A little headline, buried low, a shrug from every host, No one sends apologies, no one raises toast. (Pre-Chorus) [Vocal: Bit more intensity] There’s just a tiny pause, a flicker in your stare, Then you change the channel like it was never there. (Chorus) [Vocal: Emotional, melodic, with full band] It’s the quiet “told you so” that never leaves my lips, The truth that finally surfaces, then quietly just slips. A puzzle piece falls into place, the picture getting clear, But you just turn the page and ask for something new to fear. I don’t need you to admit it, or say that I was right, But damn, it’s strange to watch you switch off in the light. (Verse 2) [Vocal: Still dry, more bitter] I spoke of secret programs, shadow deals behind the veil, You called it “paranoia,” said I’d hit the exit rail. Then comes a whistleblower, with a hard drive full of proof, Your favorite anchor mutters, “shocking,” from the news-room roof. Two days of pandemonium, then back to “normal” feed, They wrap it up in jargon no one wants to read. No reckoning, no learning, just another notch of rot, While I’m standing in the doorway of a plot you just forgot. (Instrumental Interlude) [Instrumental: Short, edgy guitar lead, drums push a bit harder, bass holds the groove. A few glitchy synth stabs for tension.] (Bridge) [Vocal: More introspective, then building] How many times must buried lies crawl back into the sun, Before you start to question who is holding up the gun? You say, “It doesn’t matter now, it’s over, let it go,” But if the past keeps repeating, then you’ll never really know. (Chorus) [Vocal: Fuller, more emotional, some backing harmonies] It’s the quiet “told you so” that never leaves my lips, The truth that finally surfaces, then quietly just slips. A puzzle piece falls into place, the picture getting clear, But you just turn the page and ask for something new to fear. I don’t need you to admit it, or say that I was right, But damn, it’s strange to watch you switch off in the light. (Outro) [Instrumental: Band gradually strips back to just guitar and bass, playing the main riff more quietly.] [Vocal: Low, resigned] Go on… Sleep it off. There’s more to come.
