Hunting

Intro
Sleep escaping my mind,
truth ever shaking,
from the fractured beat
of my heart breaking.

Verse 1
Brain picked open,
a wounded scab,
suturing together my heart
that feels—
still spinning, burning rubber on all four wheels.
Screaming,
punching,
I’m a rabbit and everyone is hunting.

Pre-Chorus
Every thought,
a claw,
every breath, a warning.

Chorus
I’m running through echoes,
chased by my own reflection,
shadows wear my name like confession.
No safe skin,
no stillness,
only motion and misdirection.

Verse 2
Static veins hum,
ghosts feed on the silence,
my pulse—a siren.
Glass lungs inhale
fog, ash, apology,
exhale—nothing holy.
Hands twitch, reach, retreat,
grip the void between
what was, what is, what bleeds.

Chorus
I’m running through echoes,
chased by my own reflection,
shadows wear my name like confession.
No safe skin,
no stillness,
only motion and misdirection.

Outro
Eyes peeled open,
visions drip rust,
reality splits its seam.
And still I run—
unseen,
unholy,
unbroken.

Dark alt-rock confessional, raw  female vocals, alto tone, haunting acoustic guitar, emotional, powerful, studio