Scene: The city before the crackdown. People feel something wrong but can’t name it yet.
Verse
Streetlights flicker like they’re trying to warn us,
But we walk on, pretending not to see.
Every billboard smiles with perfect teeth,
Selling peace we never get for free.
Chorus
This is the quiet before the sirens,
The breath before the break.
A calm so thin and fragile
You can hear the city shake.