[Intro - Reverb Guitar Riff, Dark Fuzz Bass, Driving Drums] [Verse 1 - Gritty, Low Vocals] Another sleepless night, tossing in the dark, Staring at the photo of the evidence mark. If it wasn't you, then who took the fall? I’ve got the board lit up, red lines on the wall. Leather jacket, dark blue jeans, Casing smells like rain on the scene. The squad room goes quiet, heavy as lead, A second before the warrant is read. [Pre-Chorus - Rising Tension, Snare Build] Keys in ignition, but I’m not steady, Block by block, the questions get heavy. One wrong face, one slip of the light, And the whole report bleeds out in the night. I keep it low, I keep it tight One witness, one radio, one flash of white. [Chorus - Explosive Heavy Fuzz, Massive Wall of Sound] Justice first. Truth over pride. Hand off the holster, I’ve got to decide. Justice first. Truth over pride. I'd rather lose the case than lose myself tonight. Who I am, who I'll be: The man who wants an easy arrest... Or the man who lets the evidence lead? Justice first. Truth over pride. When the truth is all that's left... That's when I know I've got it right. [Post-Chorus - Heavy Guitar Riff] [Verse 2 - Stripped Back, Punchy Bass Groove] Buried in binders, call logs, old leads, Catching what I missed while the city sleeps. Every statement has a seam in the thread, Every alibi is turning up dead. Cold coffee sitting on the kitchen table, Reading a file that reads like a fable. If it looks easy, it’s usually wrong Clean on paper, but the shadows run long. [Pre-Chorus - Escalate Dynamics, Building Drums] If I push too hard, I miss what’s in front of me, If I move too fast, I build what they want to see. So I slow it down, let the silence speak, Pulling at the threads where the evidence is weak. I keep it low, I keep it tight Let the small things pull me back to the night. [Chorus - Explosive Heavy Fuzz, Full Energy] Justice first. Truth over pride. Hand off the holster, I’ve got to decide. Justice first. Truth over pride. I'd rather lose the case than lose myself tonight. Who I am, who I'll be: The man who wants an easy arrest... Or the man who lets the evidence lead? Justice first. Truth over pride. When the truth is all that's left... That's when I know I've got it right. [Guitar Solo - Screaming Alt-Rock Lead Guitar] [Verse 3 - Tense, Driving Drums & Bass] Check dispatch times I’ve already checked twice, Breaking down the lie, paying out the price. One photograph, one partial print, One sentence can still pull me back in. Some doors never close, they just wait for the key, Shadows getting long on the street below me. Every crime scene asks a question... And the evidence answers me. [Bridge - Ambient Feedback, Stripped Bass, Vocal Intensity Rises] Who benefits when the timeline bends? Where does the story start and end? Not who fits the sketch, not my gut on the street, Not what makes the morning briefing complete. Strip away the anger, strip away the noise, Leave me with the facts and their small, hard voice. If the truth shifts shape, then so do I I won't trade the facts for a quiet lie. [Final Chorus - Maximum Energy, Crashing Cymbals, Heavy Drop] Justice first. Truth over pride. Hand off the holster, I know which man survives. Justice first. Truth over pride. I'd rather lose the case than lose myself tonight. Who I am, who I’ll be: Not the man who just closes cases... The man who earns belief. Justice first. Truth over pride. The hardest road is usually The only one that’s right. [Outro - Slowing Tempo, Fading Reverb Guitar, Soft Vocals] Another sleepless night. Another page to write. If it wasn't you... Then I’ll keep looking. Until the truth is the only thing left.
