[Verse 1] Every unpaid hour is a warning Every locked door leaves a scar Every artist carrying silence Is a signal from where we are They called it a private failure They called it a personal flaw But the same wound kept reappearing In a hundred lives before [Pre-Chorus] Then the frames began communicating The scattered pieces formed a line The city heard its own heartbeat For the very first time [Chorus] Don’t destroy the signal Because it makes you afraid Don’t punish the messenger For the damage we made If the body keeps speaking There’s a reason beneath The city is remembering What it promised to keep [Verse 2] A receipt becomes a memory A song becomes a flare A photograph holds the evidence Of who was never there The ledger opens like a window The broadcast crosses every street Questify gathers the fragments And brings the missing pieces to meet [Pre-Chorus] No more calling it coincidence No more hiding every thread If the pattern has a pulse now Let the truth move through the spread [Chorus] Don’t destroy the signal Because it makes you afraid Don’t punish the messenger For the damage we made If the body keeps speaking There’s a reason beneath The city is remembering What it promised to keep [Verse 3] The pathogen was never difference Never poverty or strange Never someone asking questions Never someone demanding change It was taking without returning It was silence dressed as peace It was harvesting the hopeful Then calling hunger disbelief [Bridge] Care without consent is extraction Hope without structure is debt Labor without recognition Is a wound we haven’t closed yet So send the food Repair the shelter Pay the hands that carried you Name the harm Restore the record Make the broken system new [Final Chorus] Don’t destroy the signal Because it makes you afraid Don’t punish the messenger For the damage we made If the body keeps speaking Let it speak honestly The city is remembering What it means to be free [Outro] The frame stays open The record stays clear The signal gets answered The people stay here The city remembers The city repairs Dignity is ordinary.
