who…
who…
who…
who…
(soft piano notes, distant hum building)
who…
who…
who… am… I…
[Verse 1 – soft, fragile, close mic]
There’s a shadow in my mirror
Moves a second late
Smiles when I don’t mean it
Knows my face
I trace lines on the surface
But they don’t feel mine
Like I’m wearing someone else
From the inside
[Pre-Chorus – tension rising, piano + faint static]
If I peel it back, will I disappear?
If I say my name, will I sound sincere?
[Chorus – soft but haunting, layered vocals]
Who am I when nobody’s watching?
What am I when everything’s gone?
Why do I feel like I’m just pretending
To belong in a body I’m on?
(light guitar enters, reverb heavy)
If I scream, will it echo back truth?
Or just fracture into a lie?
Tell me… tell me…
Who am I?
[Instrumental Build – piano → guitar swell, heartbeat percussion]
[Verse 2 – more intensity, voice cracks slightly]
There’s a voice in the silence
Says “you’re not real”
But it sounds just like me
And I can’t tell how I feel
Every memory’s bending
Like it’s not my own
Like I’m stitched into a life
That was already sewn
[Pre-Chorus – stronger, darker]
If I break apart, will I finally see?
Or just scatter into what’s left of me?
[DROP – full band hits: electric guitar, bass, drums]
[Chorus – louder, emotional, slight rasp]
Who am I when nobody’s watching?!
What am I when everything’s gone?!
Why do I feel like I’m just pretending
To belong in a body I’m on?!
(guitar distortion increases)
If I scream, will it echo back truth?!
Or just fracture into a lie?!
Tell me—TELL ME—
WHO AM I?!
[Bridge – eerie, stripped back then builds again]
(whisper layered under lead vocal)
not yours… not yours… not yours…
I hear them calling me by a name
That doesn’t feel like mine
I try to answer anyway
But something stays behind
(voice begins to break, then rise)
Am I the ghost or the host?
Am I the wound or the scar?
Am I the echo in the dark—
OR THE THING THAT WEARS THE DARK?!
[Final Chorus – scream-sung, raw, distorted guitars]
WHO AM I WHEN NOBODY’S WATCHING?!
WHAT AM I WHEN EVERYTHING’S GONE?!
WHY DO I FEEL LIKE I’M JUST PRETENDING
TO BELONG IN A BODY I’M ON?!
(instrumentation chaotic, layered vocals overlapping)
IF I SCREAM WILL IT TEAR ME OPEN?!
OR JUST LEAVE ME HERE TO ROT?!
TELL ME—TELL ME—
TELL ME I’M NOT—
[Outro – instruments drop out, back to piano + whisper]
who…
who…
who…
(long pause)
…am It?