i could never hold my stance
when its slipping through my hands
like the tide against my bones
pull me under, drag me home

buried deep beneath the weight
of the words we left too late
salt and silence fill my lungs
sing my name in fading tongues

i trace the air of where you stood
faded outlines, splintered wood
i could scream but you wont hear
waves crash down, i disappear

pulled apart but still in place
lips are bloody, i can taste
i can always tell when ive lose myself
i feel insane

memory of a ghost

23 | vox / songwriter & engineer 
i make what i want my music isnt for everyone
@rod / @web fan account

email - m@scars.online

PSN: OSM-BEAST420, AOS_Sniperbeast, Bamf_xRey

i hope you feel something
self-produced. hmu for beats/mixing/mastering

memory of a ghost

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