"Locked Words"

(Verse 1)
I got a story, it’s trapped inside,
Locked in the shadows where secrets hide.
I wanna scream it out, tell you what’s real,
But if I open my mouth, it’s a done deal.
Chains on my tongue, I’m stuck in a bind,
Can’t spill my thoughts or speak my mind.
’Cause if I share what’s burning in me,
They’ll throw me in jail, throw away the key.
(Chorus)
Oh, I wish I could talk, yeah, I wish I could shout,
Wish I could let it all out.
But silence is safety, I’m caught in a snare,
Words become weapons that cut through the air.
So I bite down the pain, swallow the fire,
Locked in my silence like barbed wire.
If I break free and let the truth sail,
I’d hurt their feelings, and I’d end up in jail.
(Verse 2)
Every thought’s a razor, sharp as a blade,
Stuck in my head, where it’s forced to stay.
I could tear down walls, bring lies to the light,
But the law ain’t on my side in this fight.
They say the truth hurts, but lies hurt worse,
And I’m living inside this twisted curse.
Caught in the middle of a broken deal,
Silenced for feeling, punished to heal.
(Chorus)
Oh, I wish I could talk, yeah, I wish I could shout,
Wish I could let it all out.
But silence is safety, I’m caught in a snare,
Words become weapons that cut through the air.
So I bite down the pain, swallow the fire,
Locked in my silence like barbed wire.
If I break free and let the truth sail,
I’d hurt their feelings, and I’d end up in jail.
(Bridge)
It’s a heavy price, this freedom denied,
Trapped by a system, bound and tied.
And what’s the cost of staying quiet?
When truth’s a crime, but silence is violent.
(Chorus)
Oh, I wish I could talk, yeah, I wish I could shout,
Wish I could let it all out.
But silence is safety, I’m caught in a snare,
Words become weapons that cut through the air.
So I bite down the pain, swallow the fire,
Locked in my silence like barbed wire.
If I break free and let the truth sail,
I’d hurt their feelings, and I’d end up in jail.
(Outro)
So I keep it inside, lock it up tight,
Dream of the day I’ll step into the light.
But till then, I’ll wait, behind these bars,
Chained by the silence, scarred by the scars.
If I told you the truth, would you still be my friend?
But I can’t… 'cause it might be the end.
So I’ll stay here, alone, in this silent cell,
Hoping one day… it’ll be safe to tell.

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