Type a text, delete it twice
Scroll their name, think, never mind
Little blue dot, seen last week
Guess we’re close, guess I'm weak
Empty chairs, busy minds
Fake: I'm good, practiced lines
They show up when it ends
Yeah, we’re close ghost friends
Ghost friends, shadows in the air
Here but not, like they were never there
Ghost friends, fading from my screen
All these faces, but none feel real to me
Voice notes lost in empty space
Laugh reacts on my worst days
Let’s hang soon, yeah, same old lie
Another year just passed me by
Same café, different names
Small talk games, all feels the same
They show up when it ends
Yeah, we’re close ghost friends
Ghost friends, shadows in the air
Here but not, like they were never there
Ghost friends, fading from my screen
All these faces, but none feel real to me
I swear I'm fine, I swear I'm okay
But my phone feels heavier every day
Seen, ignored, left on read
Alive online, but inside I'm dead
Ghost friends, shadows in the air
Here but not like they were never there
Ghost friends fading from my screen
All these faces, but none feel real to me
