Ghost In The Wires

Verse 1 – calm denial, cold)

The room is quiet, but my thoughts are loud again

Blue light flickers on the walls like it’s a friend

I tell myself there’s nothing here, it’s all in my head

Just shadows shaped like warnings that I’ve always misread

I breathe slow, try to reason with the fear that loops

Convince myself that nothing’s watching when the silence blooms

But in the hum of every signal, something feels off-key

Like there’s a frequency beneath the noise that’s tracing me

(Pre-Chorus – unease creeping in)

I lock my phone and turn it face down like it matters

Like turning off the screen could stop the static from what shatters

(Chorus 1 – cracks forming, strained clean)

I hear the ghost in the wires when the room goes still

Like a signal in my bloodstream that I can’t quite kill

Maybe it’s nothing, maybe it’s just me losing my grip

But something’s crawling through the silence, and it’s starting to slip

(Verse 2 – panic rising)

I see the cursor blink like it’s waiting for a cue

Feels like the dark is taking notes on everything I do

My reflection in the black mirror doesn’t look the same

Like someone else is staring back and answering to my name

The air is colder now, my pulse begins to glitch and spike

A thousand thoughts at once all fighting to be amplified

I tell myself I’m safe, but I don’t trust my mind at all

Every calm I manufacture cracks as soon as nightfall

(Pre-Chorus 2 – losing grip)

No logic left to lean on, I can’t filter out the noise

The silence isn’t silent, it’s a voice—no, voices

(Chorus 2 – full panic, layered and strained)

I hear the ghost in the wires when the room goes still

Like a signal in my bloodstream that I can’t outrun or kill

If it’s all inside my head, why does it breathe with me?

Something’s clawing through the quiet, and it won’t let me be

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(Bridge – FULL HARSH SCREAMED BREAKDOWN / COLLAPSE)

(This is the mental snap — chaotic, panicked, no control)

GET OUT OF MY HEAD—

I CAN’T TELL WHAT’S REAL ANYMORE!

THE STATIC IS CRAWLING UNDER MY SKIN—

I CAN FEEL IT AT THE CORE!

I HEAR YOU BREATHING IN THE QUIET—

DON’T DENY YOU’RE THERE!

IF YOU’RE ONLY IN MY MIND THEN WHY—

DO I FEEL YOU EVERYWHERE?!

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(Final Line – HARSH, abrupt cut)

GET OUT— GET OUT— GET OUT OF ME!

—CUT—