Friday Night's Ghost　～Dubstep Inside～

[Intro] (Instrumental) [Verse 1 – Like muttering to oneself, with a tired voice] Friday crowds keep brushing past my faded, wrinkled shirt Loosened tie around my neck—feels like a noose that hurts “Good work today,” I mumble, but nobody hears a sound Scrolling on my phone again—just ads and junk I’ve found [Verse 1 – Option: More self-deprecating, cynical] Friday feels like clearance day, yet no one lifts me up Loosened tie and wounded pride swirling in my paper cup “TGIF,” I tell myself—this punchline’s long gone stale Scrolling through my messages—just spam and junk mail [Pre-Chorus – Walking slowly, as if drawn to a dim light] Turn my back on neon lights, slip to that corner bar “Maybe something’s waiting there”—a hope I keep ajar Corner stool, my usual seat inside this solitude Ice clinks in the bourbon glass, keeping time with my mood [Chorus – A scream in the heart, half-suppressed] “Hello, loneliness, my only friend tonight” Drown inside these amber dreams until the morning light “Love is a ghost I can’t embrace anymore” Empty out the glass again, become a phantom soul [Verse 2 – With a hint of jealousy] Young couple at the next booth planning all their future dreams Eavesdropping ain’t my style, yet I’m tangled in their schemes Bartender starts the small talk—“Cold night, isn’t it?” he tries Kindness wrapped in idle words—just sweetly packaged lies [Verse 2 – Option: Painfully realistic] Guy beside me’s wearing a watch worth what I make in half a year “Proposing next week,” he grins—well, good for you, my dear Bartender slides some peanuts—dry, just like my heart Health check-up’s next week too—guess I’ll stage a brand-new start [Pre-Chorus – Getting drunk and philosophical] Whiskey brings out all regrets that rush to show their face “What if I had done it then?”—too late to change my pace Phone contacts turned to gray, names that used to brightly glow No courage left to call them; lost somewhere in the flow [Chorus – With more emotion, voice cracking] “Hello, darkness, just swallow me whole” Amber-colored lies tonight will play their usual role “Love is a ghost that haunts my empty room” Stack another glass on high, embrace this hopeless gloom [Bridge – A fleeting memory, then despair] Once I chased some fragile dreams—family that I loved… I think Apartment windows burning warm while I stand on the brink Suddenly a reflection in the barroom glass— A stranger staring back at me, so tired and downcast [Break – Music drops to a faint piano] Pay the tab, then stumble out into the hollow night Convenience-store fluorescents—cold and blinding bright Grab the same old frozen meal, cheap beer to wash it down Cashier says, “Have a good night”—words that drag me down [Outro – Hopeless monologue, fading] Sink into these empty sheets, lights off, drink it down TV laughter echoes from some far-off, mocking town Dawn creeps through the window with the color of despair No one’s coming to wake me—another day out there “Nobody calls my name… nobody…” [Music fades on a single, lonely piano note]