Pinky Ring Music Volume 2

Wrong Man (feat. Fya Red & Omar Cunningham)

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Haunted By Her Shadows drifts like smoke through a midnight alley—slow, brooding jazz chords wrapped in ghostly whispers. The track tells the story of a man lost in obsession, hearing her voice in the wind and chasing silhouettes that fade as quickly as they appear. Every note is heavy with longing and unease, the rhythm walking like footsteps that may or may not be his own. A haunting mix of passion and paranoia, it’s a love song turned phantom—where memory, desire, and madness blur into shadows that never let go.

HAUNTED BY HER SHADOWS

[Verse 1]
I walk the streets at midnight
Chasing her name
Her voice in the wind
It’s driving me insane
A silhouette in the window
It fades when I stare
She’s everywhere and nowhere
It’s more than I can bear

[Chorus]
She’s a ghost in my mind
Haunting every place
I see her in the mirror
I see her in their face
Can’t run
Can’t hide
Her shadow always stays
She’s a ghost in my mind
Haunting every place

[Verse 2]
The rain whispers secrets
It sounds like her laugh
Every step I take
It’s like retracing her path
The scent of her perfume lingers in the air
But when I reach for her
There’s nothing there

[Pre-chorus]
I hear her footsteps
But I know they’re mine
I’m lost in the echo of borrowed time

[Chorus]
She’s a ghost in my mind
Haunting every place
I see her in the mirror
I see her in their face
Can’t run
Can’t hide
Her shadow always stays
She’s a ghost in my mind
Haunting every place

[Bridge]
I’m chasing the phantom of what we used to be
Her laughter
Her whispers
They won’t set me free
A flicker of light
A trick of the eye
But it’s always her shadow
Saying goodbye

Haunted By Her Shadows

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