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You touched my skin with velvet hands, Spun me stories I could barely understand. A lullaby whispered in the dark, But the echo left a hollow mark. You dressed my fears in satin and lace, Smiles that hid the cracks on your face. Every kiss felt like sugar and rain, Sweet relief that still carried the pain. Every whisper feels like freedom’s call, But the closer I move, the harder I fall. I’m torn between the soft and the sting, A cage disguised as a diamond ring. Silk draped over broken bones, Chains locking me, I’m not my own. You built a palace made of lies, And called it love with tear-stained eyes. Silk wrapping me in gentle hands, Chains pulling tighter than I can stand. You made devotion feel like control, And I’m unraveling under your hold. You painted walls in shades of gold, Promised me warmth but left me cold. Every word like a rose in bloom, But thorns are waiting in every room. I used to think this was where I belonged, But I see the cracks β€” I was wrong. You loved me quiet, you loved me small, But now I’m breaking through it all. Every whisper feels like freedom’s call, But the tighter you hold, the more I fall. I’m torn between the soft and the pain, Caught in the line where sweet turns to chains. Silk draped over broken bones, Chains locking me, I’m not my own. You carved my name into your throne, But left me standing here alone. Silk wrapping me in gentle hands, Chains pulling tighter than I can stand. You made forever feel like goodbye, And I’m still tangled, I don’t know why. Can’t tell the difference between love and fear, Your voice is the song I can’t help but hear. I gave up my body, my breath, my soul, To someone who needed to keep control. But I see the cracks in the perfect frame, I’m stronger now, I won’t play this game. If beauty’s a prison, then here’s the keyβ€” For the first time, I’m choosing me. [softer, then powerful] Silk covering what I can’t show, Chains keep me from letting go. But the fabric’s tearing, stitch by stitch, This isn’t love, it’s a poison kiss. Silk fading in the morning light, Chains breaking as I take flight. You made forever feel like goodbye, But this is the last time I’ll live that lie. Silk… Chains… I was yoursβ€” Now I escape (this fantasy that you kept me in...) [intrumental outro with violin swelling]