(Verse 1) Files come in with chunks torn out, Black ink bleedin’ doubt to doubt. Department Of Justice seals it, case by case, But the public’s left starin’ at empty space. (Chorus) Redactions high, the truth gets thin, Justice masked by where to begin. They say “for safety,” “wait and see”— But the silence screams conspiracy. (Verse 2) Names are gone, the dates obscured, Facts reduced to what’s ignored. Courtroom whispers, motions filed, While the full story stays exiled. (Chorus) Redactions high, the truth gets thin, Justice masked by where to begin. They say “for safety,” “wait and see”— But the silence screams conspiracy. (Bridge) Transparency? A slow retreat. The people’s right and the red tape meet. How much to hide? How much to show? The balance bends — and we all know. (Outro) Stamps say “Approved,” but the gaps remain… And the truth? Still under chain. 🖤
