I See You

(spoken, low, almost laughing)

Try and throw dirt on me

Guess when you’re dead…

anyway

Hook

Came in as a man, rose again, left the house as a ghost

Now I’m haunting everything you love and everything you post

You can try to lie, try to hide, but everybody knows

Threw me in the ground but I came back — that’s just how it goes

Verse 1

Woke up in the dark with the dirt still fresh on my chest

Brushed it off, stood up, cracked my neck, took a breath

You thought the funeral was final, thought you laid me to rest

But the dead don’t sleep when the living won’t confess

I do my thing, I know it stings, I know it’s hard to digest

Going where the wind blows, couldn’t care less where it heads

Every step I take you feel the cold run through your bed

You wanted me gone — congratulations, got a ghost instead

Came in as a man, rose again, left the house as a ghost

Now I’m haunting everything you love and everything you post

You can try to lie, try to hide, but everybody knows

Threw me in the ground but I came back — that’s just how it goes

Verse 2

Look in my eyes, you know I ain’t blind, the dead see your demons

All the little fractures, all the tiny acts of treason

You give it my face, give it my name, give it a whole season

But you can’t give me credence ‘cause that means you’d have a reason

To look at what you buried and to ask yourself what’s breathing

Underneath the floorboards, underneath the pleasant evening

I don’t need your guilt and I don’t need to see you grieving

I just need you honest — but I know that you ain’t leaving

That comfortable coffin that you built and call a feeling

Bridge

(stripped back — just bass and voice)

Dead men don’t argue

Dead men don’t plead

Dead men don’t need you

To watch them while they bleed

Dead men just walk

And dead men just see

And the one thing the living can’t handle

Is the dead walking free

(spoken)

You know I see you

Even though you don’t see me

I can always see you

Verse 3

Buried me once, buried me twice, thought the plot was forever

But every time you pack the dirt down I come back better

Sharper, colder, cleaner — call it spiritual weather

I don’t hold a grudge, I hold a mirror, hold it steady

Show you every version of yourself you weren’t ready

To meet in the daylight, keep it tucked away already

But the dead don’t care about your timeline being heavy

I’ll wait in every shadow till your hands are good and steady

Enough to hold the truth without it making you unsteady

Came in as a man, rose again, left the house as a ghost

Now I’m haunting everything you love and everything you post

You can try to lie, try to hide, but everybody knows

Threw me in the ground but I came back — that’s just how it goes

Verse 4

Salt the earth, burn the sage, try to cleanse the room

I’ll be in the ink, in the drink, in the crack of every tune

In the three AM silence when there’s nothing left to do

But sit with what you’ve done and let the moonlight pass through you

Don’t need a body, don’t need a name carved in a stone

Don’t n