Ghost In Your Gaps

jazz, Male vocals over psytrance pulse fused with Afro‑Cuban percussion; rubbery sub and hypnotic arps weave with muted jazz guitar and smoky trumpet stabs, Verses stay sly and close-up, half-whispered; chorus opens with chant-like hook and stacked harmonies, Occasional filter sweeps and delay throws to make it feel like the vocal itself slips in and out of reality, smooth, goa trance

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[Verse 1] Slide in the side door Dust on my steps, then Nothing but the chill of Breath on your neck Lip of the bottle drip Slow on the tile You swear that you heard me laugh Then you doubt it a while [Chorus] I’m the ghost in your gaps (slinkfade nix) Slip between the facts Every time you relax I’m the ghost in your gaps (midnight hex) Blink and I collapse Then I’m humming at your back [Verse 2] Lean in the blind spot Corner of your eye Coiled in the question mark At the end of your sigh Silk in the stairwell Shine on the floor You follow the shimmer, then I’m already at the door (hey) [Chorus] I’m the ghost in your gaps (slinkfade nix) Slip between the facts Every time you relax I’m the ghost in your gaps (midnight hex) Blink and I collapse Then I’m humming at your back [Bridge] You lock up the locks I slide through the silence You count all your thoughts I live in the minus You call out a name It curls on your tongue You feel that flick of a tail Then the feeling is gone [Chorus] I’m the ghost in your gaps (slinkfade nix) Slip between the facts Every time you relax I’m the ghost in your gaps (midnight hex) Blink and I collapse Then I’m humming at your back (oh)

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