Goodnight, everyone. <3 **Lyrics and lyric/song structure written and created by ๐ป GHOST ๐ป** [Intro โ faint ambient swell, muted keys, subtle background hums] (instrumental only โ dusty lo-fi textures, ambient synths with detuned echoes) [Verse 1 โ raw vocals, restrained emotion, light compression FX] i open old notebooks just to see where my hands shook. some of the lines slant harder than others, depending on the kind of day it was or what drug i was under... used to strum out rhythms with my fingertips, on the desk, on my leg, on the strings of my guitar, just to keep something steady, and the hurt afar.... thereโs comfort in repetition, even when the rhythm breaks for a moment ... [Chorus โ slightly layered vocals, soft reverb, mellow trap beat enters] every page is a pain i asked to die, but it never does, and that's alright... writing helps me slow the panic down, long enough to let me breathe... these songs donโt heal, but they tell me where it hurts, and thatโs the part i find worth.... [Verse 2 โ vocal tone more direct, lo-fi beat continues, minimal FX] i thought talking about it might fix this, but some things lose meaning when you overthink it... still, itโs better than silence, better than pretending iโm above it... I write lines that make even me cry and i keep them anyway, not because I like them but because they're mine... truth doesnโt wait until youโre ready, it just shows up and expects a seat... [Chorus โ repeat with new vocal ad-libs and detuned harmonies] every page is a pain i asked to die, but it never does, and that's alright... writing helps me slow the panic down, long enough to let me breathe.... these songs donโt heal, but they tell me where it hurts, and thatโs the part i find worth... [Bridge / Breakdown โ stripped instrumental, whispered doubled vocals] some nights, i read back old drafts, like theyโre messages from a version of me, that knew iโd forget what mattered and couldn't see... the sadness doesnโt scare me, itโs the clarity that does... seeing it all spelled out, without excuses or a single doubt... [Outro โ fading synth loop, slowed-down vocal fragments in background] iโm not chasing answers anymore, just a moment of silence.... for a long night's rest.....
