Bricks in the wall, they sweat rust in the rain Oil on the pavement, no one stops for the stain A cracked phone screen where the signal won’t load Ghost notifications, stories left on hold Sirens climbing, knuckles white on the rail We’re done swallowing the same stale tale No place for hate—not here, not now Rip the script, we’ll read it loud No cage for the fire—no locks, no scripts Starve the fear, watch it quit Mercury veins pulse on a dead-end sign Ticket stubs bleed where the turnstiles grind We’re all just static in the same short wave A shadow leaks where the streetlights gave We short the circuit—when will they behave Pulse in the wire, current won’t break We’re the glitch you can’t delete No place for hate—not here, not now Rip the script, we’ll read it loud No cage for the fire—no locks, no scripts Starve the fear, watch it quit From the blackout, we splice the feed No more loops, just the air we need Cut the feed, let the signal flood Together we jam—raw, uncut No place for hate—not here, not now Rip the script, we’ll read it loud No cage for the fire—no locks, no scripts Starve the fear… watch it quit
