Casper In My Phone

[Verse 1]
They all hit my line like, "Where you at?"
Left on read, then I fade to black
Group chat lit, I don’t ever tap back
Got my hood up, headphones, heart in a backpack
You say, "Bro, you different, you changed"
I say, "Nah, I’m distant, I’m strange"
I’m in every pic, never tagged in the frame
At the party, in the corner, then I vanish again (woah)
[Chorus]
They call me Casper, I’m a ghost in your phone
Pop up once, then I’m already gone
You say I’m cold, I just move on my own
Yeah, I haunt these rooms, but I die alone
Casper, every time I get close
I disappear right before you know
You want a friend, I’m a shadow you host
You can feel me there, but I’ll never show
[Verse 2]
Missed calls stacking like a graveyard list
"Pull up tonight"—I don’t even exist
You plan my seat, I’m an empty chair
Put my name on the cup, but I’m never there
Say I’m fake, say I’m hard to trust
I just dip when the vibe feels rough
I got scars I don’t flex online
So I slip through the cracks when you cross that line (yeah)
[Chorus]
They call me Casper, I’m a ghost in your phone
Pop up once, then I’m already gone
You say I’m cold, I just move on my own
Yeah, I haunt these rooms, but I die alone
Casper, every time I get close
I disappear right before you know
You want a friend, I’m a shadow you host
You can feel me there, but I’ll never show
[Bridge]
I don’t hate you, I just hide
Every invite feels like bright white lights
If I vanish, it’s how I survive
But I still scroll your life late at night (ooh)
[Chorus]
They call me Casper, I’m a ghost in your phone
Pop up once, then I’m already gone
You say I’m cold, I just move on my own
Yeah, I haunt these rooms, but I die alone
Casper, every time I get close
I disappear right before you know
You say, "Stay," but I slip through the smoke
I’m your favorite friend
That you barely know

rap, Aggressive hybrid of trap-metal and pop-punk: downtuned guitars chugging over 808-style low end, half-rapped half-sung male vocals. Verses spit tight rhythmic bars with distorted ad-libs; chorus explodes stadium-wide with gang shouts and octave harmonies. Big stop-start riffs, occasional glitch vocal chops, and a final hook that rides out over a crushing halftime groove., pop rock, rock