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This song covers my current feeling in life and covers the "feeling" of some more recent events in the last few weeks of my life. It's also the first song of a little self-reflection and acceptance series. Thank you for being here! I appreciate you. <3 **Lyrics and lyric/song structure written and created by π» GHOST π»** [instrumental intro calm, eerie, with a sense of loss] [verse 1 intimate, confessional, like a quiet breakdown in disguise] they said i saved ships from the blackest of brine with a halo of static and salt on my spine but they never asked who lit the flame? just clapped for the glow and forgot my name built like a statue with a bulb for a head i mouthed out warnings while starving for bread you thought i was brave nah, iβm just rehearsed i smile like itβs gospel, but it always hurts [pre-chorus 1 tension building, bittersweet reflection] and iβve been standing still so long, iβm folklore now you make postcards of my pain, but never ask how [chorus 1 emotional release, fragile yet defiant] iβm just lighthouse skin with the inside dim a whisper in fog wearing someone elseβs hymn burned out years ago, nobody checked the wires still, they cheer for the ghost dancing over the fire so take me as-is or take the long way 'round iβm not your savior, just a soul unbound iβm flickering here in a world that spins let me be flawed, and iβll let you in [verse 2 sharper, more direct, laced with quiet resentment] some left when the shine turned sepia-tone couldnβt stomach the cracks in the stepping stone they loved the myth, not the man in the shell heard the overture skipped the carousel "you changed," they sneered from their balcony seats but never stayed long enough to hear the beat of the heart thatβs jagged, stitched from scars still pulsing beneath these antique stars [pre-chorus 2 emotionally heavier, weary but holding on] and yeah, i keep the tide from swallowing all but who anchors me when i start to fall? [chorus 2 fuller emotional weight, desperate beauty] iβm just lighthouse skin with the inside dim a whisper in fog wearing someone elseβs hymn burned out years ago, nobody checked the wires still, they cheer for the ghost dancing over the fire so take me as-is or take the long way 'round iβm not your savior, just a soul unbound iβm flickering real in a world that spins let me be flawed, and iβll let you in [bridge poetic, biting, quietly triumphant diss] to the ones who dipped at intermission sorry truth donβt match your fiction you liked me best when i broke in rhyme but not when i broke at the wrong damn time i got no torch, no holy design just a busted bulb and a warning sign but iβll blink like hell till my fuse runs dry and iβll still mean it every time i try [final chorus emotionally raw, cathartic, beautifully imperfect] iβm just lighthouse skin with the inside dim not built to be worshipped, just weathered and thin burned out years ago, but i stay on the shore for the ones who knock even when there's no door so take me as-is, with the dents and doubt iβm not what they painted, iβm what life carved out iβm flickering real in a world of spin if you love my rust, you can come on in [outro quiet resignation, flicker of grace] theyβll toast to the light, forget who fed the flames but iβll stand in the dark, still calling your names

