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Spare Key

R&B/Soul

Spare Key was released on April 24, 2026 by IG.2 as a part of the album Dear Devil

Song Details

AlbumDear Devil

Release DateApril 24, 2026

LabelIG.2

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM82

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

IG.2

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

IG.2

Composer, Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

IG.2

Producer

Lyrics

I left your cup by the sink last night,

lip mark fading like a tiny fight.

Takeout steam on the stove went cold,

a dent in the chair where your jacket folds.

You texted home? at 12:04,

said you’d swing by — then closed the door.

Receipts taped straight on the fridge with tape,

reading quiet math I can’t erase.

Don’t overthink — keep it light.

Light never stays with me.

Spare key — on the table.

Just a key, you said — not able.

Spare key — cold, simple metal.

Put it back — I’m in your circle.

Spare key — on the table.

Move it now — we’re done for real.

You say it’s nothing. I know what keys do —

lock me in — or let me heal.

We met at the corner store, past nine,

red cap twisted — stealing time.

You traced a heart on the frosted glass,

said, no rules — we always pass.

I kept your playlist in the car on low,

stopped at the light — just to let it go.

You asked for space but you kept my things,

like promises sealed with a zip-tie ring.

Don’t overthink — keep it light.

Light never keeps me free.

Spare key — on the table.

Just a key, you said — not able.

Spare key — cold, simple metal.

Put it back — I’m in your circle.

Spare key — on the table.

Move it now — we’re done for real.

You say it’s nothing. I know what keys do —

keep me yours — or let me heal.

I text you drafts I never send,

count to ten at the hallway bend.

You say, keep it light — it’s not that deep,

then ask me why I never sleep.

If love’s a door that swings on pain,

I’m done being the hinge again.

Spare key — on the table.

Say come back — I’m still able.

Spare key — break the fable.

Move it now — we’re done for real.

You say it’s nothing. I know what keys do —

they keep me yours — or let me heal.

Spare key — on the table.

One small turn — I reappear.

Spare key down — I choose me here.

I take the key, then place it down,

walk past our street without a sound.

If leaving means I get to feel —

I’ll learn the lock; I’ll learn to heal.

Written by: IG.2

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