[Intro - Female Vocal]
The plastic sword leans by my chair.
The room is empty. I'm still there.
Pink notes curl along the wall—
my handwriting on one and all.

[Verse 1 - Female Vocal]
I taught them how to name a block,
how to give the quiet room to talk.
I swore the board would serve the team,
not grind their labor to a screen.
I watched the first hard questions start.
I watched the silos sit apart,
then pull their chairs into a ring—
no title on the chair between.

[Pre-Chorus - Female Vocal]
Now every phrase I used with care
comes back in VIK-tor's boardroom glare:
"commitment," "focus," "visibility"—
soft words fitted to authority.

[Chorus - Female Vocal and Team Choir]
Agile in name only—
a paper mask on hierarchy.
Sticky notes where trust should be;
we changed the sign above the door,
then kept the same locked corridor—
agile in name only.

[Verse 2 - Female Vocal]
The timer lies here, cold and bent,
red light dead, its power spent.
Fourteen hours carved each face
deeper than the burn-down trace.
PREE-yah's card was torn in two.
MAH-rah left her badge here too.
klowss laughed once, then turned away.
I told them all to trust the way.

[Pre-Chorus - Female Vocal]
No framework forced me not to fight.
No handbook made me call this right.
I stood between the team and harm,
then labeled damage "safe and calm."

[Chorus - Female Vocal and Team Choir]
Agile in name only—
a paper mask on hierarchy.
Sticky notes where trust should be;
we changed the sign above the door,
then kept the same locked corridor—
agile in name only.

[Clean Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3 - Female Vocal]
The cobalt slides promised release;
the plastic blade promised relief.
Three taps could start a safer room—
then three taps meant: the clock resumes.
"People over tools," we said,
then built a tool above each head.
The plastic blade could cut no cord
while VIK-tor still controlled the board.

[Bridge - Female Vocal]
Tomorrow I will take the board.
Tomorrow I will cut the cord.
No metric buys consent from us.
No meeting makes the damage less.

[Slow Build - Female Vocal]
No estimate for honesty.
No score beside dissent.
No framework over people.
No target without consent.

[Final Chorus - Female Vocal and Team Choir]
Agile in name only—
I will not guard the hierarchy.
No more notes where trust should be.
We change the lock, not paint the door.
I held the key. I see it now:
I end my borrowed authority.

[Outro - Female Vocal]
Three taps. One tone.
I pull the plug.
The room goes still.
I choose enough.
