5. ENOUGH - Lyrics

Title: ENOUGH
Artist: Loui Crow
Streaming: All platforms
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🖤 ABOUT THE SONG — ENOUGH

This is a true story.
It’s the last time someone tried.

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Ten men got away with it before this one. I used to go quiet. Freeze mode. Let my body take the hit so I could survive. Smile through it. Dissociate. Blame myself. Pray it would end fast.

I let him in. But when the energy shifted, I didn’t freeze this time. I scanned. I stalled. I stayed in my body. I reached for the knife.

This one didn’t “get away with it.”
He got stopped.

I never saw him again after that night. I never told him what he did wrong. I didn’t scream, or report, or post his name. But I held the blade between us. I made him see it. I let him feel what no looks like when it has teeth.

This song is the version of me who finally said enough—and meant it.

🔥What “ENOUGH” Really Is

ENOUGH is what freeze becomes when it remembers it has legs.
It’s the breath that didn’t run.
It’s what happens when the hunted gets tired of playing dead.

This isn’t about rage. It’s about presence.
About feeling your body when every part of you wants to leave it.
About hands that used to beg to be spared—now held steady.

This is the holy moment when silence picks up the blade.
Not to cut.
To protect.

To stay.

🗣️ Crow Affirmation:
“ This is not your kingdom.
I am not your victim.”

🖤 CROW TRUTH

A near-sexual assault stopped by a kitchen knife.
And that’s the last time it ever happened.

🩸 ABOUT THE ALBUM —

 This is Track 5 of my debut album:
 GORGEOUS — I wrote this album inside my own skin.  Every track is a scene I lived, a silence I swallowed, a wound I pressed into sound. Sometimes I am the one harmed. Sometimes I am the one who harms. I don’t separate them. This album lives in that tension. 

It covers everything I’ve been afraid to name: sexual coercion and trauma, grooming, roofies,  panic attacks on loop, sex work, scars inked into my arms, suicidal ideation, the partners who stayed, the friends I lost, the harm I caused, the part of me that became the abuser.

🎤 LYRICS — ENOUGH

[Intro – Spoken Whisper]
He reached for my body again. I reached for the knife.
That’s the last time.

[Verse 1]
Fluorescents buzz like a threat on low—
Lookin’ at shirts, just stayin’ alone.
He walks up, talks ink on my skin,
Says I’m bold, then dips with a grin.
Pumpin’ gas—he’s there again.
Says, “Ride me to dinner? I’m meeting a friend.”
I say sure. We park. Just wait.
He checks his phone, says plans changed late.
“Wanna grab food? You seem cool.”
I nod. Swallow heat like a fool.
He rants—his ex was a leech, a lie.
I say mine made me wish I would die.
We swapped red flags like it made us safe.
Trauma bond shaped like a dinner plate.
It’s cold as sin. What girl leaves a man to the wind?
And I let him in.

[Hook]
Hands where I can see them.
Back where I don’t feel them.
This is not your kingdom.
I am not your victim.
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
Hands off. Back up. I’ve had enough.
What part of that still wasn’t enough?

[Verse 2]
Now we’re in my space, my walls, my breath—
But the air turns sharp like a threat.
I’m starting to realize… he’s not leaving.
After small talk he tries to kiss me.
His hand slides up—like I asked for it… grip.
I shove him hard, but I can’t just dip.
My purse—on the counter, I scan, I stall—
Inch toward it, then hide it under.
Grip the blade from the kitchen drawer.
Tuck it low. Not prey, today I’m war.
He climbs again—I flash the steel.
That night I learned how no feels real.
Thought he was gone. Door sealed like a tomb.
Then the knob turns slow from inside the room.
No knock, just the twist of the handle—tick-tock.
I became silence inside the lock.
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[Bridge]
Flashback flickers. Skin goes tight.
Hallway hums like a pilot light.
Twist that handle, I won’t fold.
Try that knock, my grip’s on hold.
You brought the war. I became the bomb.
I don’t need proof—I’ve felt enough.
Enough. Enough. Enough. Enough.

[Hook]
Hands where I can see them.
Back where I don’t feel them.
This is not your kingdom.
I am not your victim.
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough.
Hands off. Back up. I’ve had enough.
What part of that still wasn’t enough?

[Outro]
“No more. Not this time. I’ll take your breath before you take mine.”