🌑 Verse 1
The static hums inside my skull, a frequency too high to hear.
I watch my own hands write the note, the words are hollow, laced with fear.
'Cause there's a stranger at the wheel, I can still feel the leather warm,
But the map is torn, the route is changed, I'm heading into the storm.
He moves my mouth, he laughs the laugh that always sets the teeth on edge.
I'm pressed against the window pane, standing silent on the ledge.
🌓 Pre-Chorus
And I can feel the change in light, a quick-switch flick of day to night.
The membrane thins, the wires cross, and I submit to the final loss.
🌟 Chorus
Oh, there are two ghosts dancing in this bone cage,
Trading places on a broken stage.
One is mine, the one I know,
The other one's a cold, hard shadow.
It takes me over, a tidal wave inside,
Then leaves the shell with disassociate eyes.
I'm just a passenger, a flicker behind the glass,
Watching my life, letting moments pass.
🌒 Verse 2
The mirrors lie, the details fade, the pavement feels a mile away.
He likes the dark, he loves the edge, he never seems to have to pay.
I find the clothes tossed on the floor, the memory's a broken reel.
Did I say that? Did I do this? Is any of this really real?
My senses are a broken filter, pouring noise instead of sound,
I'm floating six feet off the ground, never tethered, never bound.
🌓 Pre-Chorus
And I can feel the change in light, a quick-switch flick of day to night.
The membrane thins, the wires cross, and I submit to the final loss.
🌟 Chorus
Oh, there are two ghosts dancing in this bone cage,
Trading places on a broken stage.
One is mine, the one I know,
The other one's a cold, hard shadow.
It takes me over, a tidal wave inside,
Then leaves the shell with disassociate eyes.
I'm just a passenger, a flicker behind the glass,
Watching my life, letting moments pass.
⚡️ Bridge
(Tempo change/build-up, heavy guitar riff)
How do you fight a current that is you?
How do you scream when the sound can't get through?
I pound the walls, but they're inside my head,
I wake up cold in a borrowed bed.
When I'm gone, I'm just a screen, static white and clean.
When he's here, it's a monochrome, violent scene.
(Back to original tempo)
🌟 Chorus
Oh, there are two ghosts dancing in this bone cage,
Trading places on a broken stage.
One is mine, the one I know,
The other one's a cold, hard shadow.
It takes me over, a tidal wave inside,
Then leaves the shell with disassociate eyes.
I'm just a passenger, a flicker behind the glass,
Watching my life, letting moments pass.
🌅 Outro
(Guitar feedback/minimalist drums)
Behind the glass...
Just a flicker...
(Whispered) Which one of us is leaving now?
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