Verse 1 There’s a promise in the papers, written quietly in the lines, A covenant of calm and breath, a little peace that’s mine. Four walls and borrowed sunlight, a key that fits the door, I’m meant to live here undisturbed, not fight the hallway war. Pre-Chorus I should be able to lie down, Use this place, call it home, Not chased out by the things Everybody else ignores. Chorus It’s my right to quiet enjoyment, Not just silence, not a dream. When the mess keeps piling up, It’s more than “don’t be mean.” You can’t tell me it’s just nothing When it’s sickening the air— If the ground’s no longer livable, Someone’s gotta care. Verse 2 Nuisance ain’t just whining, The courts already said: When it stinks, when it spreads, When the flies won’t leave you dead. Common ground, common duty, Grass and walks we all must share, If it festers day to day, That’s a hazard, not a flair. Pre-Chorus 2 It’s the smell, it’s the timing, It’s how often it’s left behind, How close it hits the doorstep, How many of us mind. Chorus It’s my right to quiet enjoyment, Health and safety on the line. You can’t shrug and look away While the rules apply sometimes. If you let it happen daily, If enforcement disappears, That neglect is breaking promises We all signed years and years. Bridge I’ve been here, I’ve been steady, Played it straight, followed through, When you favor blood over balance, That says more than words can do. Nepotism’s not a crime, no, But selective mercy shows, Bad faith creeping through the cracks, Till the whole place decomposes. Final Chorus So if quiet turns to misery, If “home” starts feeling unsafe, That’s how silence from the landlord Pushes tenants to escape. I’m not asking for perfection, Just the standards we were sold— A livable, clean common ground, And a lease that still holds.
