Verse 1 The city hums, but doesn’t speak We pass like strangers every week You hold your breath, I read your face We learned restraint before embrace
Pre-Chorus They drew the lines we never chose Told us which doors are meant to close
Chorus This is my quiet permission To feel what they denied No absolution requested No need to justify If love is a condition I’ve already complied This is my quiet permission I won’t live it on the side
Verse 2 Polite expressions, practiced shame Soft disapproval dressed as faith I memorized the script they gave But some desires refused to behave
Pre-Chorus I tried to stand where I was placed But truth kept altering the shape
Chorus This is my quiet permission To feel what they denied No absolution requested No need to justify If love is a condition I’ve already complied This is my quiet permission I won’t live it on the side
Bridge No sermons playing in my head No fear of words I never said I don’t need pardon, I don’t need proof I only need to tell the truth
Final Chorus This is my quiet permission Heard in the after-hours light I won’t reduce my reflection Just to make it right If this is my decision Let it be applied This is my quiet permission And I choose it every night
Outro No confession, no disguise Just an ordinary life
Musikstil
Sophisticated synth-pop, 1980s-inspired electronic music, Pet Shop Boys–style mood (introspective, restrained, elegant), emotional male vocal with British accent, calm and controlled delivery, steady electronic beat, analog synthesizers, minor key, subtle drama, nocturnal city atmosphere, minimalistic but powerful chorus