Husk That Kept Walking

[Verse 1]
I left my name on the bathroom sink
Watched it run in the rust-stained drain
You called my phone
It lit up the dark
But I just stared through the ringing and rain
[Chorus]
I think I died the day I stopped feeling anything
Body kept walking
Dragging the weight of a skin-thin king
Heart went quiet
Sat down in the middle of the road
I'm just a husk that kept walking
I'm just a ghost in my own clothes
[Verse 2]
Grief started slow
Just a drip on the floor
Now every room in this house has a shore
Of old photographs
Warped in their frames
Your eyes still bright while mine fade to grey
[Chorus]
I think I died the day I stopped feeling anything
Body kept walking
Dragging the weight of a skin-thin king
Heart went quiet
Sat down in the middle of the road
I'm just a husk that kept walking
I'm just a ghost in my own clothes
[Bridge]
Did you see me fall?
Or did I just blur out of frame? (oh)
I'm here
I'm here
I'm here
But I don't answer to my name
[Chorus]
I think I died the day I stopped feeling anything
Body kept walking
Shoulders shaking
But the tears won't sting
Heart went quiet
Sat down in the middle of the road
I'm just a husk that kept walking
I'm just a ghost in my own clothes
I'm just a ghost
In my own clothes

rock, Male vocals over slow-burning alternative rock: reverb-heavy guitars, distant ambient pads, and a dry, intimate lead. Verses stay hushed with roomy drums and palm-muted chords; chorus swells into wide, distorted guitars and stacked harmonies. Bridge pulls energy down to almost spoken-word over droning feedback, then one last, raw chorus., alternative rock, indie rock, soul