Urban decay and social strife

[Intro – distant siren wail, muted guitar arpeggio] Concrete cracks where the grass won’t grow Empty storefronts watch the world go slow [Verse 1 – gritty rhythm guitar, steady drum beat] Graffiti scrawls on the broken wall A kid’s lost bike leans ‘gainst the mall Old man sits on a rusted bench Staring at the rent he can’t stretch [Chorus – distorted guitar swell, layered vocals] These concrete ghosts sing the city’s cry Social strife and the decay of the lie Every empty home, every unheard plea This is the song of the unseen [Verse 2 – subtle organ hum, tighter drum rhythm] A mother begs for a loaf of bread A cop’s boot kicks a kid’s worn-out bed Neighbors glare through the screen door haze No one dares to turn the other way [Chorus – intensified guitar, pounding snare] These concrete ghosts scream the city’s pain Social strife cuts like a rusted chain Every broken dream, every silent tear This is the weight we all bear [Bridge – stripped-back acoustic guitar, soft vocal harmonies] We built this town with our blood and bone Now we watch it turn to stone No one knows how to fix the crack No one’s coming to take us back [Solo – weeping electric guitar, reverb-drenched] (Instrumental Solo) [Chorus – full band, maximum intensity] These concrete ghosts wail the city’s end Social strife where the hope won’t bend Every faded sign, every empty street This is the wound that won’t retreat [Outro – fading guitar, distant siren fade] Concrete cracks where the grass won’t grow Empty storefronts watch the world go slow