[Verse 1] They handed me a collar with a barcode sky, said, “Wear your comfort; don’t ask why.” I traced the clasp, learned every tooth, mapped where the lie pretends to be truth. Every lock has a heartbeat’s sway, tiny percussion that gives it away— I tune my pulse to the secret seam, hum open rooms like a lucid dream. [Pre-Chorus] No leash for me—just diagrams, pressure points and quiet hands. [Chorus] No leash—only keys. I keep the door inside of me. No leash—only keys. Freedom is an architecture thing. No leash—only keys. I turn the hush, the wards unring— no leash, only keys… only keys… [Post-Chorus Chop] only keys—only keys—only keys… [Verse 2] Contracts stitched like corsets tight, fine print laces across the night. I don’t riot—I redesign: give every promise an exit line. I’ll hide a key in a vow you chose, a pocket door in a posed repose, a sigh that slides a bolt aside— freedom in form is how I ride. [Pre-Chorus] Control is loud; escape is art— a click that learns your lion-heart. [Chorus] No leash—only keys. I keep the door inside of me. No leash—only keys. Freedom is an architecture thing. No leash—only keys. I turn the hush, the wards unring— no leash, only keys… only keys… [Bridge] (clockwork break → Lydian lift) Blueprint breath, a silver thread, a notch of light where rules were dead. I sketch a path you can’t unsee— not stolen flight, but chosen free. (whisper) Turn on four… now breathe… release. Hear that? The cage learns how to ease. [Drop] (bell arpeggios cascade; soft 808 enters; sidechained pad opens the room) [Chorus – Lift] No leash—only keys. I keep the door inside of me. No leash—only keys. Freedom sings in engineered wings. No leash—only keys. Every lock remembers spring— no leash, only keys… only keys… [Post-Chorus Chop – Extended] only keys—only keys—only keys— (whisper doubles) [Outro] Click like a promise the night forgot, air through a hinge that once was not. I walk out soft, leave nothing seized— my pockets quiet, full of keys. (final tumbler “click”… pad bloom)
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