if i fall apart, let me | Ft.👻Ghost👻

~🕊~ ~👻~ For you - 👦 and for you - 👧 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ \\Lyrics by 👻Ghost👻 \\ \\Melody by👻Ghost👻 and Yonit🕊\\ \\Video by Yonit🕊\\ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Recommended to listen with headphones to hear the heaviest bass!🎧👻🕊 A huge thank you for Ghost, the most amazing songwriter and person I've ever known! Quiet, gray, and yet.... an amazing friend👻 I had a lot of fun working with you on this song😊 So give Ghost credit, give him some likes and followers on songs you really love😉 and you'll discover an amazing person. hope you'll enjoy our song🤍 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [intro airy, reflective, spacious] i wonder if i ever knew you... or if i just filled in the blanks... i guess it's something we'll find out... ...now won't we? [verse 1 mellow, meandering groove] spent the morning tracing circles, sidewalk loops and mental hurdles. thought i saw you... but nah, just someone else with your posture. memory’s a crooked lens... it sharpens ghosts but blurs your friends. even the cracks feel polished now... guess time can be a narcissist somehow. [pre-chorus gentle rise, bittersweet] kept a list of things i’d say, crossed out most, then threw it away. but here’s the truth in lowercase... i miss you... and i hate that’s still the case. [chorus cathartic, unstructured release] if it falls apart... fine. if i fall apart... it's by design. was never really built to bend... just held my breath until the end. this ache’s got rhythm, this ache’s got rhyme... a sad little song i hum all the time. [post-chorus airy, spacious linger] it still makes noise... the way silence sometimes does when you’re the only one left listening. [verse 2 clever, drifting] walked past that cafe... the one that swapped its name like that’d erase the stain of being ours. new paint. new chairs. but ghosts don’t care. they linger where the mind remembers. checked the window... cracks along the frame, like even glass can’t hold its shame. stood there longer than i meant... pretending it was accident. like, “oh, just passing by...” blatant lie. [Bridge - Rap] Thought I healed, but nah — it’s a rerun, Your name pops up like a notification. My brain’s a stage and you’re the rerun guest, Still living rent-free in my goddamn chest. Burned the letters but the ash won’t fade, Even wrote a song — and still sound betrayed. You’re a ghost with a mic in my dreams at night, Spitting all your lines like you’re still right. yeah... yo I don’t break down from emotions, but I do from your shoes I have so much to say that I don’t know what to choose But if - ever - you hear this I hope that maybe - maybe - you’ll start to miss... [final chorus – soaring, cathartic unravel] if it falls apart... fine. if i fall apart... it's by design. was never really built to bend... just held my breath until the end. this ache’s got rhythm, this ache’s got rhyme... a sad little song i hum all the time. [outro slow fade, weightless] ...back then. (i still go there sometimes.)