Lyrics
[Intro]
Free, free
Want it, want it
[Verse]
I choose the road, I choose the night
No borrowed rules, no asking why
Your eyes say stay, my feet say go
I want the rush, I want it slow
[Chorus]
Free life, free life
Want more, want more
Take me where the warm winds call
Free life, free life
Want more, want more
I don’t belong behind a door
[Drop]
Free, free
Want it, want it
More, more
[Verse]
Your hand, my hand, the hour is ours
One open road, no counted hours
I take the kiss, I take the chance
I want the truth, I want the dance
[Chorus]
Free life, free life
Want more, want more
Take me where the warm winds call
Free life, free life
Want more, want more
I don’t belong behind a door
[Outro]
Free, free
Want it, want it
More, more
Style of Music
Latin tech house, 124 BPM four-on-the-floor groove, syncopated hand percussion and tight kick, warm rolling sub-bass, clipped nylon-guitar accents and sparse brass stabs. Build from a restrained, low-volume opening into punchy full-volume drops, then pull back for breath before the final lift. Deep male baritone, intimate and close in the verses, repeated short English phrases with spacious echo and delay, club-ready clean mix with strong dynamic contrast.