Ghost mode

[Intro] [(slow swipe FX + breathy inhale)] Screen cracked—but I’m still performin’ Ghost mode: enabled. You’re still watchin’. [(glitch-pitch double)] Not here. Not gone. Just backlogged in someone’s scroll. [(faint voice)] “You seen me last night, right?” Did you? [Verse 1 – Screen Voice] Ring light’s cold but the numbers warm me, I post the pain ‘cause it swipes more charming. [(smile auto-tune)] Filter set to “healing”—caption: “still raw,” But it’s optimized grief in a mirrored claw. [Verse 1 – Tapper Voice] Tapped in till my tap-out burned, Scanned her eyes, felt my soul get churned. [(text ping FX)] Commented truth, but it vanished mid-post, Scroll betrayed me—I’m more ghost than host. [Verse 1 – Scroller Voice] Endless thumb drift in the blue-lit cave, Screenlight saints and dopamine graves. [(left pan delay: “Like…like…lie”)] I saw her face then forgot my own, Now I scroll to feel, and feel alone. [Pre-Chorus – Unified Ghost Echo] [(whispers from all POVs overlapping)] I used to be present. Now I’m predictive. Swiping ain't healing— It’s just friction with lipstick. [Chorus] Scroll me twice—I haunt the feed, Ghost mode glitch, but the pain still bleeds. [(split stereo: Tapper/Scroller echo lines)] I’m the sigh in a sticker, the tear in a stream, Say “I’m fine” but I’m not what I seem. [Verse 2 – Screen Voice] Follower count climbs, sanity dips, They love the story—but skip the script. [(record scratch FX)] My DMs scream with unposted cries, “Seen?” Ain’t the same as replyin’ “why?” [Verse 2 – Tapper Voice] Typed “you good?” then erased the whole bar, Felt too fake, too late, too far. [(low ping bounce)] Watched her spiral from the other side, Told myself “respect her privacy”—but I lied. [Verse 2 – Scroller Voice] I ghost-follow joy like a trend I missed, Taps on reels but the feeling resists. [(dream pan sfx)] I used to post light—now I lurk in the shade, Digital drifter in a filter cascade. [Bridge – Glitch Spiral Confessional] [(flicker in vocal stack, descending pitch bend)] We’re all ghosts with face unlock, Hearts on fire with no talk. Screenshotted pain, then forgot who sent it— Every post a scream no one admitted. [Chorus – Reprise / Fractal Layering] Scroll me twice—then close the app, But I’m cached in dreams, curled in your lap. [(trio vox harmony: shimmer + raspy + robotic)] We’re more than views, more than replies— We’re ghosts of our truths in disguise. [Outro – Fade to Static] [(TV buzz, breath echo, one final click)] Not gone. Not seen. Just archived. [(whisper trail)] You never followed me. I followed *you.*