[verse, hushed, observational, distant] You must walk the rooms. And you will see it's guarded. Shame is rarely alone. Shame hooks you, sets its barbs in your tender places. Anger protects you, stands at the door with a flaming sword. Denial numbs you, draws the curtains, softens the edges. Control steadies you, builds railings so you don't fall apart. Around and around it goes. Architecture of survival. And I am so tired.
[pre-chorus, swelling, yearning, intimate] You want relief. You want to rise. But to leave the house you have to enter it. Let your trembling hands touch the walls.
[chorus, trance, mantra, release, looping] Hook and loop. Hook and loop. In every hook an opening. In every loop a way through. Where it begins, it loosens. Where it tightens, it moves. Hook and loop. Hook and loop.
[verse, confessional, raw, close] How do I cope with shame — like it came from somewhere else? But shame is a house I built brick by careful brick. And how do you escape a house you never walked through?
[pre-chorus, swelling, yearning, intimate] You want relief. You want to rise. But to leave the house you have to enter it. Let your trembling hands touch the walls.
[chorus, trance, mantra, release, looping] Hook and loop. Hook and loop. In every hook an opening. In every loop a way through. Where it begins, it loosens. Where it tightens, it moves. Hook and loop. Hook and loop.
[bridge, somatic, grounded, sparse, tender] You don't rise above shame. You align inside it. Not purity. Not perfection. Just presence. Feel your feet on the ground. Feel the breath in your chest. The hands that built the prison were trying to protect you. It was never you. It was never you.
[chorus, expansive, transcendent, looping] Hook and loop. Hook and loop. In every hook an opening. In every loop a way through. Where it ends, you remember it was always moving you. Hook and loop. Hook and loop.
[outro, dissolving, minimal, warm] The hooks loosen. The loops widen. Home.
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