What a perfect instrumentation, very good

Cool sound design and instrumentation,  great energy and delivery.... 🤘👊

When I wrote Ghost, it came from a place of feeling invisible in relationships, like I’d slowly disappear just to keep the peace. Times when I was scared to say what I really felt because honesty might push someone away. It’s that quiet prison where your sensitivity feels like something to hide. I’ve often found myself trapped in my own thoughts, replaying conversations, trying to work out where I went wrong, when really the truth is simpler: I was never seen for who I really am. I was hiding it to feel accepted.

Lyrics:

(Intro)
I'm a ghost in your room, breathing in slow

(Verse 1)
The lights flicker in my head,
The shadows dance where angels bled.
You say my name like it’s a prayer,
Your voice is cold, it fills the air.

(Chorus)
I’m a ghost in your room, breathing in slow,
Then I whisper in your ear, that you’ll never know.
You try to hold me close, but I’m slipping away,
That fragile heartbeat, you can’t replay.

(Verse 2)
A mirror shattered on the floor,
You see my cracks but beg for more.
Your fingers trace my fragile seams,
But I am not the saviour of your dreams.

(Chorus)
I’m a ghost in your room, breathing in slow,
Then I whisper in your ear, that you’ll never know.
You try to hold me close, but I’m slipping away,
That fragile heartbeat, you can’t replay.

(Bridge)
I’m not the dream you tried to make,
I’m just the mirror of the hearts you break.

(Chorus)
I’m a ghost in your room, breathing in slow,
Then I whisper in your ear, that you’ll never know.
You try to hold me close, but I’m slipping away,
That fragile heartbeat, you can’t replay.

GHOST2.0

GHOST2·0

Polvojack
Additional Artists
Composer - Guillaume Doyon
Lyricist - Guillaume Doyon
Record Label
Polvojack
UPC
199900169334
 Release Date
Jan. 12, 2026
Primary Genre
Electronic
Secondary Genre
Electronic
Primary Subgenre
Dance
Secondary Subgenre
Experimental
Mood/Style
Mood: Fun
Album Language
English
Artist Location
Canada

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[ verse ]
A celebration, a golden cake,
50 years on Sunday Lake.
Then Betty lost John on New Year's Day,
all the town, gathered to pray.


Betty does  the chores alone,
she is strong, she's tough as stone.
She cares for her cats and the house,
all her strength, without her spouse.

[ chorus ]
And the cats sleep, softly all day,
curled up tight by the fireplace.
Safe inside their snowbound chalet,
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[ verse ]
A frozen lake, an icy trail,
she walks each day, to get her mail.
The winter bite is bitter cruel,
but Betty is nobody's fool.

Up in Ironwood, at Big Powderhorn,
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Sunday Lake in a whiteout condition,
Betty trudges on her lonely mission. 


[ chorus ]
And the cats sleep softly all day,
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Hunkered down in their snowbound chalet,
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[ bridge ]
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Despite her independent way,
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[ chorus ]
And the cats slept, softly all day,
the fire fades in the fireplace.
The silent sky is drab and gray,
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Written by: Roger L. Smith
Lyrics & Harmony: Roger L. Smith
Vocals, melodies, and instrumental arrangement generated with Suno AI

© Copyright Roger L. Smith & Ironically Insipid Records, 2026

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