here because he left
# Verse 1 He left a note on the back of my eyelids, I read it every morning, silent, Names in the margins—my, his, minus, Questions sink like stones—why us? Why this? Heart don't break, it just fossilizes, Smile on my mouth like a cheap disguise is, Room full of people, all see-through, Screens full of friends, can't reach you. He took the air with him—left me choking, I'm Houdini in a box, hope broken, Tried to dial heaven, but the line's always busy, Demons in my head feel home, get cozy. # Chorus I'm not gone, but I ain't here neither, Numb like the glass in the frame of a fever, I see the rope, hear the echo of his sneakers, But I won’t pull the cord—won’t be the reaper. # Verse 2 I count the days by the weight in my chest, Calendar's bleeding, insomnia’s guest, Love is a ghost I don’t dare resurrect, My veins are rivers dammed up with regret. These walls know my silence, my secrets, The worst part is knowing I can’t leave yet— Not when I see their faces, crumpled and raw, Like mirrors reflecting the terror I saw. I’m not brave, just stalling for them, Every laugh is a lie I pretend, But I won’t let my shadow become their sky, So I swallow my night, spit out the sunrise. # Chorus I'm not gone, but I ain't here neither, Numb like the glass in the frame of a fever, I see the rope, hear the echo of his sneakers, But I won’t pull the cord—won’t be the reaper. # Bridge No poetry in pain, just static on the station, Life’s a chessboard, stuck in hesitation, His voice in the wind, a cold recitation, But I’m still breathing for the sake of obligation. # Outro So don’t ask why I linger, fading at the edge, Every footstep heavy, every promise a ledge, I’m here in the gray, where the living forget, Haunted by the love that I can’t resurrect.
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# Verse 1 He left a note on the back of my eyelids, I read it every morning, silent, Names in the margins—my, his, minus, Questions sink like stones—why us? Why this? Heart don't break, it just fossilizes, Smile on my mouth like a cheap disguise is, Room full of people, all see-through, Screens full of friends, can't reach you. He took the air with him—left me choking, I'm Houdini in a box, hope broken, Tried to dial heaven, but the line's always busy, Demons in my head feel home, get cozy. # Chorus I'm not gone, but I ain't here neither, Numb like the glass in the frame of a fever, I see the rope, hear the echo of his sneakers, But I won’t pull the cord—won’t be the reaper. # Verse 2 I count the days by the weight in my chest, Calendar's bleeding, insomnia’s guest, Love is a ghost I don’t dare resurrect, My veins are rivers dammed up with regret. These walls know my silence, my secrets, The worst part is knowing I can’t leave yet— Not when I see their faces, crumpled and raw, Like mirrors reflecting the terror I saw. I’m not brave, just stalling for them, Every laugh is a lie I pretend, But I won’t let my shadow become their sky, So I swallow my night, spit out the sunrise. # Chorus I'm not gone, but I ain't here neither, Numb like the glass in the frame of a fever, I see the rope, hear the echo of his sneakers, But I won’t pull the cord—won’t be the reaper. # Bridge No poetry in pain, just static on the station, Life’s a chessboard, stuck in hesitation, His voice in the wind, a cold recitation, But I’m still breathing for the sake of obligation. # Outro So don’t ask why I linger, fading at the edge, Every footstep heavy, every promise a ledge, I’m here in the gray, where the living forget, Haunted by the love that I can’t resurrect.
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