A Way Back Home (Ghost Collab) v2

FloggingMARS

Untitled Persona

FloggingMARS

hip hop, gospel, experimental

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[Pre-Chorus]
It’s a long damn road (long road stretching under blood-orange skies) [drop-sharp]
A road I’ve walked before though the map keeps burning (smoke curls over forgotten footprints) [drop-deep]
Just to find a way back home that shifts each time I reach (home bends like water, always just ahead) [drop-sparkling]

[Verse 2]
Left breadcrumbs in my bloodstream (crumbs float in the veins of time) [drop-deep]
I sip memory like morphine (pain tastes like salt and ink) [drop-sparkling]
Memory as a drug, pain doesn’t fade it warps things (shapes twist in the dark) 
[drop-dark]
What I lost became my god (it sits on a throne of ash) [drop-sharp]
I worship what I lost though it eats me hollow on the side (devouring pride silently) [drop-deep]
Talking to shadows that smiled when they lied (they bow, then vanish) [drop-sparkling]
Fog so thick I ride denial like a broken chariot (each step sinking deeper) [drop-dark]
A passenger inside my own denial (a hollow passenger, seat cold) [drop-sharp]
Before I’m just bone remembering the weight (skeleton of myself leans on silence) [drop-deep]
Who did I become when I walked alone (a reflection I barely recognize), alone is a language I learned too well 
[drop-sharp]
Not just a road but a wreck we untowed (twisted metal signs point nowhere) [drop-dark]
I’m looking for a way back not to a place but the me I lacked (the me I left behind in shadows) [drop-sparkling]
Miles tattoo me until they glow like chrome (etched in the night, permanent) [drop-sparkling]
A note drifting without a map (the melody bends, searching) [drop-sharp]
Still searching for a way back home that drifts further each time I call (echoes mocking my voice) [drop-deep]
Yet the past still dances like it’s married (to the pain, holding hands with regret) [drop-sparkling]
Every friend a phantom flick (faces flicker in candlelight) 
[drop-deep]
Every plan just a fire I lit (smoke curls toward the ceiling, vanishes) [drop-sparkling]
Trying to light the dark with what I quit (sparks die too quickly) [drop-dark]
Cold when regret won’t sit (a frozen guest at the table) [drop-sharp]
I keep hearing my name in the silence (it bends, sounds alien) [drop-sparkling]
My name bent backwards in defiance (a palindrome screaming) [drop-deep]
Palindrome of broken guidance (fractured advice etched in wind) [drop-dark]
Home is not a place but alignment (alignment hums, unseen but felt) [drop-sharp]

[Chorus]
I’m digging through time like it’s stone (faces I carved stare back) [drop-sparkling]
Every detour road is sown in the grammar of the alone (the language twists, unintelligible) [drop-sharp]
Now I walk with my pain in chrome (reflecting everything I feared) [drop-dark]
Change is not arrival but the map itself (map burns, rewrites itself) [drop-sharp]

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[Verse 1] I’ve been walking through the ash of my own past (the ash whispers old names, streets I burned in memory) [drop-sharp] Can I shadow all my choice (choices echo in empty hallways, doors I never opened) [drop-dark] [Pre-Chorus] It’s a long damn road (long road stretching under blood-orange skies) [drop-sharp] A road I’ve walked before though the map keeps burning (smoke curls over forgotten footprints) [drop-deep] Just to find a way back home that shifts each time I reach (home bends like water, always just ahead) [drop-sparkling] [Verse 2] Left breadcrumbs in my bloodstream (crumbs float in the veins of time) [drop-deep] I sip memory like morphine (pain tastes like salt and ink) [drop-sparkling] Memory as a drug, pain doesn’t fade it warps things (shapes twist in the dark) [drop-dark] What I lost became my god (it sits on a throne of ash) [drop-sharp] I worship what I lost though it eats me hollow on the side (devouring pride silently) [drop-deep] Talking to shadows that smiled when they lied (they bow, then vanish) [drop-sparkling] Fog so thick I ride denial like a broken chariot (each step sinking deeper) [drop-dark] A passenger inside my own denial (a hollow passenger, seat cold) [drop-sharp] Before I’m just bone remembering the weight (skeleton of myself leans on silence) [drop-deep] Who did I become when I walked alone (a reflection I barely recognize), alone is a language I learned too well [drop-sharp] Not just a road but a wreck we untowed (twisted metal signs point nowhere) [drop-dark] I’m looking for a way back not to a place but the me I lacked (the me I left behind in shadows) [drop-sparkling] Miles tattoo me until they glow like chrome (etched in the night, permanent) [drop-sparkling] A note drifting without a map (the melody bends, searching) [drop-sharp] Still searching for a way back home that drifts further each time I call (echoes mocking my voice) [drop-deep] Yet the past still dances like it’s married (to the pain, holding hands with regret) [drop-sparkling] Every friend a phantom flick (faces flicker in candlelight) [drop-deep] Every plan just a fire I lit (smoke curls toward the ceiling, vanishes) [drop-sparkling] Trying to light the dark with what I quit (sparks die too quickly) [drop-dark] Cold when regret won’t sit (a frozen guest at the table) [drop-sharp] I keep hearing my name in the silence (it bends, sounds alien) [drop-sparkling] My name bent backwards in defiance (a palindrome screaming) [drop-deep] Palindrome of broken guidance (fractured advice etched in wind) [drop-dark] Home is not a place but alignment (alignment hums, unseen but felt) [drop-sharp] [Chorus] I’m digging through time like it’s stone (faces I carved stare back) [drop-sparkling] Every detour road is sown in the grammar of the alone (the language twists, unintelligible) [drop-sharp] Now I walk with my pain in chrome (reflecting everything I feared) [drop-dark] Change is not arrival but the map itself (map burns, rewrites itself) [drop-sharp]

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