SKIN OF THE NIGHT

I feel the night pull tight around me,
like a jacket two sizes small,
stitched from all the things I never said
and everything I should’ve moved on from.
Your shadow still fits me better than the truth does,
and every streetlight looks like the colour
of the last moment we didn’t talk.

I walk through the city like I’m borrowing time,
like the pavement is listening,
like the wind already knows my secrets.
I keep pretending I don’t miss you,
but the night has a cruel way
of peeling every lie from my tongue
until all that’s left is the shape of your name
pressed against my teeth.

The memories hit in beat drops—
sharp, fast, glowing like neon scars.
All the places we laughed in
now feel like empty clubs after closing:
the bass still echoing,
but nobody dancing anymore.
I wonder if you hear the same ghosts,
or if the rhythm only haunts me.

And maybe I’m the fool for still believing
there’s something worth saving in the pieces,
but tonight the whole world feels like a song
I used to know the words to
before life remixed everything.
Sometimes I swear I can feel you
in the static between my thoughts—
a warmth I can’t touch,
a truth I can’t admit,
a love I can’t forget.

So I wander under the skin of the night,
letting the darkness wrap around my chest,
letting the streetlights play their slow-motion memories,
letting the beat in my headphones
fight the beat in my heart.
And somewhere between the echoes,
between the regrets,
between the versions of me that still break
when I whisper your name,
I realise I’m not running from you—
I’m running from the part of me
that still believes you might turn back.

But the night never lies,
and neither does my heart.
Every lonely step tells me the truth:
I’m healing,
even when it hurts.
I’m learning
even when I fall back into old dreams.
And maybe one day I’ll walk this city
without carrying your memory like a storm.
But not tonight.
Tonight I let myself feel it all,
because feeling is the only proof
that I’m still alive.

Male vocal R&B/UK garage with emotional DnB energy, atmospheric pads, late-night city vibe, deep modern bounce