[Low-swing bass, brushed snare, murmured gang vocals, tremolo guitar tail] [Intro] Marching shoes scrape over gravel time, Tin-can rhythm, bottle-cap chime. [Scene 1] Paper halos in a puddle glare, Broken choir humming cold air. Someone laughs behind a mask, Echo drips through the overpass. [Scene 2] Cardboard crown on a weathered head, Selling daylight, buying dread. Hands out coins that used to shine, Says he’s fine, says he’s fine. [Refrain 1] Rust parade, don’t slow down, Turn that silence inside out. [Scene 3] Faded mural, peeling truth, Letters bleed beneath the roof. Shadows trade their borrowed light, Midday blinking into night. [Bridge – instrumental climb] Guitars swell like broken horns, Drums cough smoke, melody torn. [Refrain 2 – half-tempo] Rust parade, sing your doubt, Every saint is rusting now. [Outro – whisper] Keep in line. Keep in line.
