The girl who wanted to be free

Structure VienNoir

Tanja Crash

Structure VienNoir

indie electronica, indie, alternative pop

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[Chorus]
The girl who wanted to be free
Is now in a cage they call “our love”
Four walls made of
Family
Rules
Religion
Laws
They draw a circle ‘round her feet
Tell her “stand still
This is how you belong”
But she was born for broken maps
Not commandments dressed up as songs

[Verse 2]
He says
“I’m only trying to help you”
While he’s folding up the wings she tried to hide
Mother’s eyes like courtroom windows
Judging every color she feels inside
They hang their fears like framed diplomas
Right above the bed where she can see
“If you leave
You’ll lose your blessing”
As if fear was ever meant to be a key

[Bridge]
She traces doors in the dark
With a fingertip against the sheet (softly)
Whispers
“I’m not what you made me
I’m bigger than your truth decrees” (oh)
If love needs chains to keep her
Then it isn’t love at all
It’s just fear in finer clothing
Waiting for her wings to fall

[Chorus]
The girl who wanted to be free
Is stepping through the crack she found
Those same four words
Can’t hold her to this haunted ground
She smears their circle with her heel
Says
“I choose my voice
I choose my name”
Let them punish what they can’t control
She walks out
Still burning
Still the same

[Final Fazit, inner movie, spoken]
In the quiet after the door closes, a truth settles:  
A life belongs to the one who lives it.  
No law, no love, no fear has the right to hold it still.  
Freedom begins where borrowed voices end.  
And hers is finally speaking.

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[Verse 1] She cut her hair at seventeen Kept the pieces in a box beneath the bed Dreamed of highways Cheap motels Names nobody ever knew how to spell Sunday shoes by the front door “Smile for the neighbors Child Don’t ask why” Every question turned to thunder Every answer just another little lie [Chorus] The girl who wanted to be free Is now in a cage they call “our love” Four walls made of Family Rules Religion Laws They draw a circle ‘round her feet Tell her “stand still This is how you belong” But she was born for broken maps Not commandments dressed up as songs [Verse 2] He says “I’m only trying to help you” While he’s folding up the wings she tried to hide Mother’s eyes like courtroom windows Judging every color she feels inside They hang their fears like framed diplomas Right above the bed where she can see “If you leave You’ll lose your blessing” As if fear was ever meant to be a key [Chorus] The girl who wanted to be free Is now in a cage they call “our love” Four walls made of Family Rules Religion Laws They draw a circle ‘round her feet Tell her “stand still This is how you belong” But she was born for broken maps Not commandments dressed up as songs [Bridge] She traces doors in the dark With a fingertip against the sheet (softly) Whispers “I’m not what you made me I’m bigger than your truth decrees” (oh) If love needs chains to keep her Then it isn’t love at all It’s just fear in finer clothing Waiting for her wings to fall [Chorus] The girl who wanted to be free Is stepping through the crack she found Those same four words Can’t hold her to this haunted ground She smears their circle with her heel Says “I choose my voice I choose my name” Let them punish what they can’t control She walks out Still burning Still the same [Final Fazit, inner movie, spoken] In the quiet after the door closes, a truth settles: A life belongs to the one who lives it. No law, no love, no fear has the right to hold it still. Freedom begins where borrowed voices end. And hers is finally speaking.

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