Bang Bang Lyrics

In the glow of the screen, typing dreams in the dark,

A quiet boy's mind lit the virtual spark.

Thoughts uncensored, words let loose,

Didn't know the storm that his truth might produce.

A post like a whisper, a shout in the feed,

Didn't see the wave, how the silence would bleed.

Knocking the keys, he was talking alone,

But the whole wide world made his thoughts their own.

Sirens cut the night like a razor blade,

Shadows on the walls from the choices he made.

Lights flash red and blue through the window frame,

Who knew his post would ignite his name?

Bang, bang — they're breaking down the door,

"Hands up, don't move!" on the bedroom floor.

A thought turned crime, now the night is still,

When words are weapons, you pay the bill.

He said too much, or he said too loud,

Now he's just a face in a digital crowd.

Bang, bang — the echoes call his name,

They came for a post, but they're leaving with blame.

His mother screams as the boots hit the stairs,

The room's alive with electric flares.

A knock at midnight, the screen goes black,

No rewind button, no way back.

Words like bullets, flying unseen,

Written in anger, or caught in-between.

No warning shot, no second take,

The price of truth is a high-stakes stake.

Sirens cut the night like a razor blade,

Shadows on the walls from the choices he made.

Lights flash red and blue through the window frame,

Who knew his post would ignite his name?

Bang, bang — they're breaking down the door,

"Hands up, don't move!" on the bedroom floor.

A thought turned crime, now the night is still,

When words are weapons, you pay the bill.

He said too much, or he said too loud,

Now he's just a face in a digital crowd.

Bang, bang — the echoes call his name,

They came for a post, but they're leaving with blame.

What's free speech when the world decides?

When the lines get blurred, where's the truth that hides?

A post on the wall like a mark in stone,

Now he's in the system — and he's not alone.

Freedom's got teeth when you cross that line,

A single click turned a warning sign.

But who holds the balance, the truth and the fear?

When the blue lights flash, no one's in the clear.

Bang, bang — they're breaking down the door,

"Hands up, don't move!" on the bedroom floor.

A thought turned crime, now the night is still,

When words are weapons, you pay the bill.

He said too much, or he said too loud,

Now he's just a face in a digital crowd.

Bang, bang — the echoes call his name,

They came for a post, but they're leaving with blame.

The screen still glows where the boy once sat,

The words stay written, but there's no one to chat.

He's gone like a ghost in the silence he made,

The cost of a post when the truth misbehaves.