UNDER THE BADGE
Dum dum dum da-da-dum dum Dum dum dum da-da-dum dum Pounding the same streets since '99 Reading the same shadows, reading the same signs A face in the doorway he's seen before A pattern that knocks on a familiar door Collar up, eyes down, he files the report Chooses every word like a man before court But the ink on the page won't say what he knows It's a city of silence and everyone knows This is the weight that he carries alone This is the gap between what's seen and what's shown Pressing down on him — pressing down on him Under the badge, under the vow The thing that he's sworn to is…
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