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Hold The Strings
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Hold The Strings was released on December 25, 2025 by 12th Round Studios as a part of the album Pocket Ballads
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Release DateDecember 25, 2025
Label12th Round Studios
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keith Williams
Keith Williams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Williams
Keith Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Williams
Keith Williams
Engineer

Lyrics

No way out…
No way through…
Sky above,
Strings on you…
Look at them.
All that panic in their eyes…
And all it takes
To make it stop…
Is one man
Willing to pull.
I was born on a balcony above your screams,
Gold in my cradle, knives in my dreams.
Watched the "holy" and the "good"
Crush you flat—
Don't talk to me
About "right" and "that."
You call this "world" some sacred place,
I call it meat
With a fragile face.
If there's a throne,
I don't share that seat—
I pull the strings
Around your feet.
If they start to stand,
What do we do?
Break their legs,
Make them choose.
If they try to speak,
What's the line?
Cut their tongues,
Call it "fine."
If they dare to dream
Beyond the cage…
Tear their hope,
Feed your rage.
Hold the strings!
Don't let them rise!
Keep their heads low,
Keep faith in lies.
If they reach up,
You pull them back—
Snap their hearts
Till their spines all crack.
Hold the strings!
Hold the strings!
There is no "fair,"
There is no "crown,"
There's only who
Keeps who pressed down.
If they look up,
Make sure they see
No god above—
Just me.
Hold.
The.
Strings.
We were told
This was paradise,
Smiles and toys
And a gentle price.
If we clap and cheer,
If we sing along…
Maybe the king
Won't see what's wrong.
That's it, that's right,
Keep your eyes on the show,
Smile for the cameras,
Don't let it show.
If your neighbor cries,
If your child disappears,
That's the small fee
For never feeling fear.
You wanted peace,
You wanted calm,
You gave me your necks
For a pretty palm.
I'll hold this city
By throat and wing—
You just breathe
While I pull the string.
We see the wires,
We see the cage,
We feel the sky
Turn into chains.
If they start to shout,
What do we do?
Break their jaws,
Make them "new."
If they march as one,
What's the play?
Turn their streets
Into graves that day.
If they think they're flames
Against your king…
Snuff them out,
Tighten strings.
Hold the strings!
Don't let them breathe!
If they won't kneel,
Make sure they bleed.
If they talk "hope,"
Drown it in screams—
Cut their future
Out of their dreams.
Hold the strings!
Hold the strings!
They don't need truth,
Just a painted day,
A smiling king
To take pain away.
So when they choke,
Make sure they see
No mercy here—
Just me.
Hold.
The.
Strings.
You call it "evil"
When I say it plain:
The world only listens
To teeth and chains.
You preach about "justice,"
You preach "forgive,"
I watched your "heroes"
Let monsters live.
So I learned young
What gods all know:
If you want obedience,
You break, not grow.
A king who begs
Is a king you kill.
A king who smiles
While he drinks his fill…
That's the kind of god
You will die to please,
Because you fear
What happens
When he leaves.
Hold the strings!
Don't let them rise!
If one walks tall,
Put out their eyes.
If they reach up,
Cut off their hands—
Let them learn
Who owns these lands.
Hold the strings!
Hold the strings!
Turn their prayers
Into gags of rope,
Turn their faith
Into drained-out hope.
This is how
You rule a thing:
Not with love—
With strings.
Hold them down…
Hold them tight…
Wrap their world
In silent wire…
When they finally see
The cage I've grown,
When they realize
They're not alone…
It won't matter
How loud they scream…
I'll already own
Every string.
Hold…
The strings…
And they will never
Stand
Without you.
Written by: Keith I Williams
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