**Lyrics and lyric/song structure written and created by 👻 GHOST 👻** [intro hook soft flex, unreadable emotion, lazy, echoey tone] move slow, no tell, no trace, eyes on me like i’m outta place, she got her tongue out, don’t get no taste, i don’t feel, just leave that space... [verse 1 shadowplay and distance] two missed calls, i dip, no text, layin' low like a dealer with debts... she want truth, i just deflect, read my vibe, not what's next.. dim-lit drip and a pulse off-beat, float through rooms, don’t drag no feet... she ask “why?” , i just repeat, "some things ain't built to keep" [hook emotionally flat, eerie rhythm] watchin’ me like i’m somethin’ rare, but if it aint real, i just don’t care... love feel thin in this city air, playin’ these roles, but i’m never there... wantin’ more from a face like hers, but i don’t owe her nothin’ fair... she want deep? i redraw lines... she want peace? that ain't my sign... (that ain't my sign)... [verse 2 quiet dominance, surreal edge] black on gold, no shine, just dull, eyes stay locked like a rigged coin toss, she calls me fake, i say she's lost, only real thing 'round here’s what it cost... layin' out flat, trapped in a boat as words sink ships, i still float... built my name from goin outta hope... cut ties quick, don't need no note... [hook repeat with layered ad-libs] watchin’ me like i’m someone rare but if it aint real, i just don’t care... love feel thin in this city air, playin’ these roles, but i’m never there wantin’ more from a face like hers, but i don’t owe her nothin’ fair... she want deep? i redraw lines... she want peace? that ain't my sign... yeah... (that ain't my sign)... [bridge breathy, almost whispered] fade in, fade out, no need, i just coast where i can't sink... she want love, that’s high key, i give none, and she blame me.. (that's high key, and she blame me)... [final hook repeat with layered ad-libs, emotional release] watchin’ me like i’m someone rare but if it aint real, i just don’t care... love feel thin in this city air, playin’ these roles, but i’m never there wantin’ more from a face like hers, but i don’t owe her nothin’ fair... she want deep? i redraw lines... she want peace? that ain't my sign... [instrumental outro fade]
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