Right Side of the Line

[Verse 1]
They said keep quiet
Head down
Stay small
Smile for the camera
While they build higher walls
Clock in your conscience
Trade it for a wage
Sign on the dotted line
Fold up your rage
[Chorus]
I’m on the right side of the line
Even if it costs my comfort
Costs my pride
I won’t bow
I won’t be blind
If it breaks their crooked system
Let it break me first this time
I’m on the right side
Right side of the line (hey!)
[Verse 2]
They call it “order”
When they lock you out
Dress it up in memos
Silence every shout
But I’ve seen the bruises
Hidden in their rules
If mercy is rebellion
Then brand me a fool
[Chorus]
I’m on the right side of the line
Even if it costs my comfort
Costs my pride
I won’t bow
I won’t be blind
If it breaks their crooked system
Let it break me first this time
I’m on the right side
Right side of the line (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
This isn’t theory
These are hungry mouths
Names on the blacklist
Lives written off as “allowed”
So when they say “stand down”
I’ll say “stand up instead”
If justice is dangerous
I’ll live in the red
[Chorus]
I’m on the right side of the line
Even if it costs my comfort
Costs my pride
I won’t bow
I won’t be blind
If it breaks their crooked system
Let it break me first this time
I’m on the right side
Right side of the line
Right side of the line (hey, hey)

Gritty protest rock with driving drums, distorted guitars, and male vocals. Verses stay tense and close-mic’d over a steady groove; chorus explodes with wide power chords, gang shouts, and open hi-hats. Brief middle-eight strips down to bass and vocal before a final, anthemic chorus with shouted call-and-response.