The control of a man

(Dark piano keys + low heartbeat kick drum intro)

You ever been in a place that’s supposed to be home,

But it feels more like a prison?

Where love’s just a leash…

And every room echoes fear.

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Walls got ears, I whisper to the mirror,

Can’t cry loud, he might come nearer.

Curtains drawn, sunlight’s a rumor,

Every word I say, twisted like a tumor.

He got keys for my pockets, codes for my phone,

Calls it “love,” but he just wants control.

I lost count of the doors I can’t open,

Freedom’s a ghost, every promise was broken.

“Don’t leave,” he says, voice calm but deadly,

Smile so sharp, my knees stay unsteady.

Used to dream in color, now it’s all gray,

I paint fake joy just to get through the day.

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Locked doors, I don’t feel safe no more,

Windows sealed, heart bruised and sore.

I scream inside but he can’t hear the sound,

This house ain’t love — it’s a battleground.

Locked doors, yeah I’m trapped in his lies,

Suffocating slow while he smiles in disguise.

Every step I take, he’s watchin’ my ground,

This house ain’t love — it’s a battleground.

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He tracks my breath like a shadow in the dark,

“Where you been?” “Who you talk to?” — same old spark.

Fear’s the chain and I’m the dog he feeds,

“Stay home, stay quiet, that’s all I need.”

I wear long sleeves to cover up control,

Scars don’t heal when they cut through the soul.

He says “You’re mine,” like I’m property owned,

But I’m dying inside, and nobody’s home.

Silence so loud, it’s a constant hum,

Tiptoe life ‘cause his rage might come.

Dreamin’ of the door with the golden lock,

But every escape plan ends in shock.

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I hide a note under floorboards,

“One day, I’ll leave, I swear…”

My voice still shakes when I pray,

But hope’s still breathing somewhere.

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Locked doors, I don’t bleed no more,

He broke me down ‘til I hit the floor.

But one of these nights, when he’s not around,

I’ll burn this cage — I’ll take my crown.

Locked doors, I’m done being afraid,

This love’s a war and I’m not your slave.

I’ll run through fire, I won’t back down,

This house ain’t love — it’s a battleground.

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You can lock the doors…

But you can’t cage my mind forever.