Ghosts in the Machine

The song is an alternative pop track with a driving electronic beat and a melancholic, introspective mood, The instrumentation features a prominent synth bass line, a consistent electronic drum beat with a strong snare, and atmospheric synth pads, The female vocals are delivered with a breathy, almost whispered quality in the verses, transitioning to a more melodic and slightly stronger delivery in the choruses, The male vocals are delivered in a rap style, with a clear and rhythmic flow, The chord progression is minor-key dominant, contributing to the somber atmosphere, Production elements include reverb on the vocals and synths, creating a spacious soundscape, The tempo is moderate, and the overall dynamic range is controlled, with subtle shifts between sections, The song structure alternates between female-led verses and choruses, a male rap verse, and a final female-led chorus

ADHD got my thoughts all scattered round
Depression’s got me six feet underground
Rolling green just to silence all the sound
Build these walls where I’m safe and can’t be found
Reaching out but I’m scared of what you’ll find
Ghost myself ‘fore you leave me behind

[Verse 1 – SpaceGhostBones: Female Vocalist, contralto, raw rhythmic flow]
I don’t pick up the phone, I let it ring like a warning
Got a hundred unread, stack of ghosts every morning
Every message is a mirror, and I flinch when I see it
Trauma taught my bones not to believe it

I vanish mid-sentence, disappear mid-smile
Turn love into silence, been doing it a while
Call me selfish, call me hollow, call me cursed, call me cold
But I learned from a child that my secrets don’t hold

I been pacing in the doorway, afraid to step in
Every friendship feels fragile, like the walls gonna bend
So I dip, I retreat, I dissolve, I decay
Leave a shadow where I stood, let the memory fray

I’m a bad friend, I confess, I confess in a rhyme
I don’t show up, I don’t text, I don’t reach out on time
It’s the trauma in my chest, it’s the buzzing in my head
It’s the way that survival feels safer than the thread

So I ghost, I retreat, I go quiet, I hide
Turn my body to a rumor, keep the ache deep inside
Not because I don’t care, not because I don’t need
But because every touch feels like it might make me bleed

Don’t confuse it for malice, don’t mistake it for pride
It’s survival that taught me to slip and to hide
I want to be present, I ache to be known
But the ghost in my blood keeps pulling me home

[Verse 2 – Unscene: Male Vocalist, melancholic rap, vocal fry]
I was comfortable until the screen lit with a proposition
Another social mission with a mandatory admission
Still I’m opposition, got a gut and bad premonition
‘Cause interacting with the masses has become my main affliction

Fabricating lies for the ask
Procrastinating, mind’s moving fast
Imagination’s where I am a master of the craft
But in a conversation, man, I always seem to come in last

Then I medicate with quiet, that is the first thing
Yes I live inside my cranium
I don’t need a stadium of faces that are draining him
The energy, containing it, they want a piece, obtaining it
Then open you and hope to find a person who is entertaining them

Joking, this vocalist was all alone when composing this
I survive living in this mind, I’m the sole resident of it
Kicking it with my thinking designed this whole monument
That’s why I’m one of the best at constructing this ponderousness

[Bridge – Darkstar: Female Vocalist, layered atmospheric delivery]
We’re the ghosts that haunt our own machines
Broken code in social scenes
Every text feels like a scream
Every call’s a fever dream

Built these walls so f***ing high
Watch connections pass us by
Self-destruct before we try
Leave them wondering why we die

In the static of our heads
Where the living feel like dead
All the words we never said
Bleed us out in shades of red

[Final Hook – All voices in harmony, Darkstar leads, SpaceGhostBones adds contralto depth, Unscene adds rap ad-libs]
Can’t make friends when I’m drowning in my mind
(Mind, mind, mind)
All these scars that I’m trying hard to hide
(Hide, hide, hide)
Want you close but my demons make me run
(Run, run, run)
Broken clocks can’t tell when the healing’s done

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[Hook – Darkstar: Female Vocalist, goth pop-punk, haunting lead] Can’t make friends when I’m drowning in my mind (Mind, mind, mind) All these scars that I’m trying hard to hide (Hide, hide, hide) Want you close but my demons make me run (Run, run, run) Broken clocks can’t tell when the healing’s done ADHD got my thoughts all scattered round Depression’s got me six feet underground Rolling green just to silence all the sound Build these walls where I’m safe and can’t be found Reaching out but I’m scared of what you’ll find Ghost myself ‘fore you leave me behind [Verse 1 – SpaceGhostBones: Female Vocalist, contralto, raw rhythmic flow] I don’t pick up the phone, I let it ring like a warning Got a hundred unread, stack of ghosts every morning Every message is a mirror, and I flinch when I see it Trauma taught my bones not to believe it I vanish mid-sentence, disappear mid-smile Turn love into silence, been doing it a while Call me selfish, call me hollow, call me cursed, call me cold But I learned from a child that my secrets don’t hold I been pacing in the doorway, afraid to step in Every friendship feels fragile, like the walls gonna bend So I dip, I retreat, I dissolve, I decay Leave a shadow where I stood, let the memory fray I’m a bad friend, I confess, I confess in a rhyme I don’t show up, I don’t text, I don’t reach out on time It’s the trauma in my chest, it’s the buzzing in my head It’s the way that survival feels safer than the thread So I ghost, I retreat, I go quiet, I hide Turn my body to a rumor, keep the ache deep inside Not because I don’t care, not because I don’t need But because every touch feels like it might make me bleed Don’t confuse it for malice, don’t mistake it for pride It’s survival that taught me to slip and to hide I want to be present, I ache to be known But the ghost in my blood keeps pulling me home [Hook – Darkstar: Female Vocalist, goth pop-punk, haunting lead] Can’t make friends when I’m drowning in my mind (Mind, mind, mind) All these scars that I’m trying hard to hide (Hide, hide, hide) Want you close but my demons make me run (Run, run, run) Broken clocks can’t tell when the healing’s done ADHD got my thoughts all scattered round Depression’s got me six feet underground Rolling green just to silence all the sound Build these walls where I’m safe and can’t be found Reaching out but I’m scared of what you’ll find Ghost myself ‘fore you leave me behind [Verse 2 – Unscene: Male Vocalist, melancholic rap, vocal fry] I was comfortable until the screen lit with a proposition Another social mission with a mandatory admission Still I’m opposition, got a gut and bad premonition ‘Cause interacting with the masses has become my main affliction Fabricating lies for the ask Procrastinating, mind’s moving fast Imagination’s where I am a master of the craft But in a conversation, man, I always seem to come in last Then I medicate with quiet, that is the first thing Yes I live inside my cranium I don’t need a stadium of faces that are draining him The energy, containing it, they want a piece, obtaining it Then open you and hope to find a person who is entertaining them Joking, this vocalist was all alone when composing this I survive living in this mind, I’m the sole resident of it Kicking it with my thinking designed this whole monument That’s why I’m one of the best at constructing this ponderousness [Bridge – Darkstar: Female Vocalist, layered atmospheric delivery] We’re the ghosts that haunt our own machines Broken code in social scenes Every text feels like a scream Every call’s a fever dream Built these walls so f***ing high Watch connections pass us by Self-destruct before we try Leave them wondering why we die In the static of our heads Where the living feel like dead All the words we never said Bleed us out in shades of red [Final Hook – All voices in harmony, Darkstar leads, SpaceGhostBones adds contralto depth, Unscene adds rap ad-libs] Can’t make friends when I’m drowning in my mind (Mind, mind, mind) All these scars that I’m trying hard to hide (Hide, hide, hide) Want you close but my demons make me run (Run, run, run) Broken clocks can’t tell when the healing’s done ADHD got my thoughts all scattered round Depression’s got me six feet underground Rolling green just to silence all the sound Build these walls where I’m safe and can’t be found Reaching out but I’m scared of what you’ll find Ghost myself ‘fore you leave me behind

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