Pictures on My Phone

**(Hook)** Pictures on my phone, but I can't call you, Scroll through every memory, wish I could fall through, Hear your voice in every video, it all feels so close, Then the screen goes dark and I'm reminded you're a ghost. Pictures on my phone, that's all I got left, Frozen little moments from a life I can't get back, I can zoom into your face, but I can't reach through the glass, Funny how a photograph can make the present feel like past. **(Verse 1)** I got hundreds of reminders sitting right inside my gallery, Every frame a different fragment of a life that's fucking buried, I can see the way you smiled, hear the sound of how you laughed, But I can't press play on time and make the future give it back. I replay the conversations, every video, every second, Analyze your facial expressions like I'm searching for a message, Trying to find something I missed, some prophetic little sentence, Something that could've warned me that we'd run out of our seconds. I scroll until my eyes hurt, but I never wanna stop, 'Cause the moment that I close it, all the memories get lost, Then I stare at your picture and I swear you're looking back, But the pixels can't respond when I say, "Bro, I need you back." That's the cruelest part of pictures, they preserve what time erases, Keep the clothes and keep the smile but can't preserve the conversations, I can memorize your features, I can study every angle, Still can't recreate the feeling of us laughing at the table. **(Hook)** Pictures on my phone, but I can't call you, Scroll through every memory, wish I could fall through, Hear your voice in every video, it all feels so close, Then the screen goes dark and I'm reminded you're a ghost. Pictures on my phone, that's all I got left, Frozen little moments from a life I can't get back, I can zoom into your face, but I can't reach through the glass, Funny how a photograph can make the present feel like past. **(Verse 2)** I got screenshots of our messages, reminders of our banter, Little pieces of a brother that I'll never get another, Every "What's up?" hits different when you know there ain't another, And I would trade the fucking future for a minute with my brother. Sometimes I open up your contact just to stare at your name, Like somehow touching letters could make everything change, My thumb hovering over call, knowing nobody's gonna answer, Still fighting that irrational belief that there's a chance here. I got memories embedded underneath the melodies, Every photograph becoming part of my identity, So when I make a song, I put your face inside the energy, Turn the grief into a legacy instead of letting it bury me. And I know a picture can't replace the person standing next to me, Can't give me one more conversation, can't return the missing memories, But as long as these exist, there's still a piece of you I carry, So I'll keep every single picture like a piece of fucking family. **(Bridge)** If I could reach through the screen, I'd pull you back to me, If I could freeze that moment, I'd never let it leave. But all I have are photographs, And memories that won't let go, So I'll keep your face beside me Everywhere I go. **(Final Hook)** Pictures on my phone, but I can't call you, Scroll through every memory, wish I could fall through, Hear your voice in every video, it all feels so close, Then the screen goes dark and I'm reminded you're a ghost. Pictures on my phone, that's all I got left, Frozen little moments from a life I can't get back, I can zoom into your face, but I can't reach through the glass, So I'll keep looking at your pictures till the pain becomes a past. Pictures on my phone, But you're forever in my soul, I can't bring you back to life, But I'll never let you go.