PINKY-SWORN GHOST (Lo-fi garage-punk with a bruised, stomping riff) (Intro – Dirty, tape-warped guitar riff with a heartbeat kick. Two bars. No vocal.) I wore your jacket like a dare Too loud, too loose, too full of air You said I looked cool, I said I was fine But I was just drawing a crooked line (Band tightens—snare rimshots, bass pulses) You want soft—I shut down You want truth—I spun around (Chorus hits—full fuzz, crash-heavy drums) PINKY-SWORN GHOST—I LIED, I SWORE I DON’T BELONG HERE ANYMORE I DON’T DO LOVE—I DON’T DO FEAR BUT I KNOW HOW TO DISAPPEAR (Verse groove returns—guitar palm-muted, bass syncopated) You lit a smoke, I held my breath We kissed like we were cheating death You said I was brave, I said I was numb I laughed too loud, then bit my tongue (Guitar break—short, fuzzy solo with amp squeal) (Bridge—clean tone, tom-heavy drums, eerie bass drone) You want a girl who glows But I only burn You want a clean goodbye But I never learn (Final chorus—band louder, faster, feedback layered) PINKY-SWORN GHOST—I LIED, I SWORE I DON’T BELONG HERE ANYMORE I DON’T DO LOVE—I DON’T DO FEAR BUT I KNOW HOW TO DISAPPEAR I KNOW HOW TO DISAPPEAR (Outro – sudden cut, one snare hit, amp buzz fades) “...I pinky-swore.”
