[Intro – Whispered] [Close-mic] I keep coming back… even when it kills me. Fourteen winters, fourteen springs— your absence still wearing my ring. I keep coming back… even when it drains me. Sweet poison on my tongue— I call it love and beg for more. [Verse 1 – Low] [Brooding clean] Fourteen years I carried you, a shadow living in my veins. Turned away the hands that tried, ’cause none could quiet down your name. Built a shrine inside my ribcage, lit it with a desperate flame; knew the smoke would choke me slowly, fed it anyway the same. Every face that warmed my winter, every chance that felt like home I would kill it with a memory, choose your silence over hope. I knew this fire would burn me down, I knew the cost I’d have to pay; still I reached into the ashes like you’d light the dark someday. [Pre-Chorus – Whispered] [Mantra] Every sting—I welcomed in, every mark—beneath my skin. Every night—I begged the void, every day—I fed the void. [Chorus – Explosive] [Screamed/sung] I’m addicted to a ghost, you cut me deeper with every dose. Your silence is the sweetest pain— I drink the poison, say your name. I’m addicted to a ghost, no cure, no antidote. I beg the wound to never close— just bleed me out; I need it most. [Post-Chorus – Whispered echo] I keep coming back… even when it kills me. [Verse 2 – Rap-sung] [Hypnotic pull] I said I’d stop—then circled back, hunger doesn’t bargain, only takes. Your memory drips like golden sap, beautiful and barbed like razor-laced. I lick the blade and call it nectar, watch it bloom into a bruise; promise I’ll be better “after,” then relapse just to feel you move. My phone a shrine at 3 a.m., staring down a lifeless screen; I swear I hear you in the static, like the ghost between the bleeds. Fourteen years, the math is rotten— I traded decades for a dream; turned my spine into a needle, chasing highs I couldn’t keep. I wore devotion like a noose, told myself it looked like grace; pulled it tighter every truth, until I loved the lack of face. [Pre-Chorus – Whispered] [Wider reverb] Every sting—I welcomed in, every mark—beneath my skin. Every night—returning slow, every day—refusing “no.” [Chorus – Explosive] [Heavier guitars] I’m addicted to a ghost, you cut me deeper with every dose. Your silence is the sweetest pain— I drink the poison, say your name. I’m addicted to a ghost, no cure, no antidote. I beg the wound to never close— just bleed me out; I need it most. [Bridge A – Haunting clean] [Whispered doubles] I bricked my heart with promises, cemented all the exits shut. Kept a candle for a storm, and wondered why it burned me up. I traced your outline on the wall, until the paint became my skin; I lived on echoes in a hall where doors were drawn, not built to open. Fourteen winters, fourteen springs— I fed the ritual with my sleep; I called it love, I called it faith, but it was hunger on a leash. [Instrumental Lift – Guitars swell] [Toms, bass drone] (…hold… let it breathe, then tighten…) [Breakdown – Screamed] [Percussive hits] You were never coming back— and still I clawed the cracks! Addiction doesn’t care who dies— it only feeds, it only lies! I burned the altar, burned the frame— the ash still spells your name! I tied my future to a ghost— and paid in years I’ll never own! [Bridge B – Spoken] [Raspy clean] I couldn’t love another soul, because I never set you free. I built a prison in my chest and threw away the key. I kept a spark for fourteen years— it didn’t warm, it only seared. I called it hope to ease the fear, but hope becomes a brand when seared. [Pre-Final Chorus – Whispered stack, rising] Every sting—I welcomed in… every sting—I welcomed in… every mark—beneath my skin… say the name—let it win… [Final Chorus – Maxed] [Screamed/sung] [Whisper underbed] I’m addicted to a ghost, fourteen years—I overdose! Your silence is the sweetest pain— I drink the poison, drown in shame. I’m addicted to a ghost, no cure, no antidote. I beg the wound to never close— just bleed me out; I need it most. I’m addicted to a ghost, this hunger’s all I’ve ever known. I lost the man I could’ve been to worship at an empty throne. [Tag – Chorus tail] [Drums drop to half-time] I’m addicted to a ghost… I’m addicted to a ghost… [Outro – Whispered, heartbeat fade] Fourteen winters… fourteen springs… I keep coming back— even when it kills me. You were never here… but you never leave.
