[Intro: rattling keys, deep sub pulse] (click-click... not yet) [Verse: melodic low-register groove] They tried me in a hundred ordinary doors Said I had too many teeth and edges to ignore So I stopped pretending I was cut the wrong way Kept my crooked edges, let the bright brass stay [Pre-Chorus: ascending harmonic doubles] Not every lock is mine to turn Not every room is mine to earn [Chorus: huge melodic lift] I'm an odd-shaped key with a golden shine I was never made for every lock in line Somewhere there's a door with a shape like me And I won't file down my identity (key-key, let me be!) When I turn, the whole world sings Strangeness opens stranger things [Drop: pitched clicks, syncopated 808] (click-ah, click-ah) (open!) [Outro: soft latch sound] Hear that? Perfect fit.
