Ghost
Voxtrot Lyrics

I'll be the one to let this roof cave in on me
I will bear the consequences of all my actions and take full responsibility for them.

Buried in this house, this wooden graveyard by the sea
I am trapped and overwhelmed by the weight of my surroundings, like being buried in a wooden graveyard by the sea.

We push away our families to understand our needs
We distance ourselves from our loved ones in order to figure out what we truly want and need in life.

The love and all the hate I used to hold in front of me
I used to wear my heart on my sleeve and let love and hate dictate my actions, but now I am more guarded and introspective.

Restless nights, all dizzy spells, all sand between my sheets
I am plagued by anxiety and have trouble sleeping, feeling like I am constantly on edge and everything in my life is a mess.

Showing signs of thirst like dried out boardwalk-blistered feet
I am desperate for something, like a person wandering a boardwalk with blistered feet looking for relief and sustenance.

And now I know I never knew about you, only me
I realize that I was so consumed by my own thoughts and problems that I never truly understood or appreciated the people around me.

We carried this inside like some disease we couldn't beat
We held on to our struggles like a chronic illness that we couldn't shake, making it a constant burden and source of pain.

But we could work, try to live and get by
Despite our difficulties, we can still push through and try to live our lives to the best of our ability.

To make our family in a second-floor apartment
We strive to create a home and a sense of togetherness, even if it's in a small, modest apartment.

Standing on a threshold, body out and flesh cold
I am at a crossroads, unsure of what the future holds, and feeling numb and disconnected from my physical self.

Go ahead and celebrate the things you lost
Sometimes it's important to acknowledge the things we have lost in life, even if it's painful, in order to move on and grow.

Try to breathe, to flex and release
We must learn to take deep breaths and let go of our tension in order to cope with stress and anxiety.

To cry and work out with the underrate apartment
We can find solace and catharsis in expressing our emotions through art or exercise, even if our environment is not ideal.

Moments are a lifetime
Some moments in life can feel all-consuming and stay with us forever, shaping who we are in the long run.

Nothing in a straight line
Life is full of twists and turns, and our paths are rarely linear or predictable.

This will take a little while just to shake things off
Healing from our struggles and moving on from our past can take time and patience.

Down by water's edge, under the dying tree
The singer finds themselves in a bleak and melancholic setting, mirroring their emotional state.

I let my body slip, something inside of me
The singer experiences a moment of surrender or loss of control, physically and emotionally.

But when I came around some kind of murky face
The artist experiences a disorienting or surreal moment, seeing something unexpected or unfamiliar.

I don't ever want to be alone like this
The artist expresses a fear or distaste for being isolated and disconnected from others and the world around them.

And I will tuck into you like I always long to be
The artist seeks comfort and closeness from someone they care about, longing for intimacy and connection.

Shadows just a shade of light not darkness in degree
Even in the darkest moments, there is always a glimmer of hope or light to be found.

Oh it was you who knew me first, saw this wasn't meant for kids like me
Someone who knows the artist well saw their struggles and recognized that they were not equipped to handle them as a child or young person.

Some brutal natural force we only feel we never see
The singer feels a sense of helplessness in the face of a powerful and uncontrollable force, like the forces of nature.

But as you grip the tide, you blundered aside
Even those who seem strong and capable can falter or lose their way when faced with adversity.

Your heads got smaller until they vanished into silence
The singer observes someone else shrinking or retreating into themselves, withdrawing from the world and becoming quieter over time.

Sinking in a white foam, running to a new home
The artist feels like they are drowning or suffocating, but also has a sense of hope and a desire to escape and start fresh in a new place.

We can only understand the things we see
Our perception of the world around us is limited by what we can observe and comprehend.

You cease, desist, and leave me like this
Someone who was once present and comforting to the singer has left them feeling alone and abandoned.

The eyes wide open in the beauty of the bright lights
The singer is wide awake and alert, taking in the beauty of their surroundings despite feeling lost or disconnected.

I have no choice but to be vicious on my feet
The artist feels like they must be tough and fierce in order to survive and thrive in difficult circumstances.

I never sleep, I never eat
The artist is consumed by their struggles and cannot find rest or nourishment.

I am learning how to be lost completely
The artist is embracing their feelings of confusion and disorientation, using them as an opportunity to grow and discover themselves.

I want to be found, be craved like things we push away
The singer wants someone to pursue and desire them, despite their own inclination to push others away and remain elusive.

These patterns cut like every day
The artist is stuck in negative patterns of behavior or thought that hurt them on a daily basis.

I need you to reach, I need you to need me
The singer desires reciprocity in their relationships, wanting someone to not only want them but also rely on them for support.

Haunted by the presence of the things I miss
The singer cannot escape the memories or ghosts of the things they have lost, which continue to haunt and affect them.

I am becoming a ghost of myself
The singer feels like they are losing themselves or fading away, becoming a shell of their former self.

Trapped little secrets, little things we never tell
The artist feels burdened by secrets or emotions that they keep hidden, unable or unwilling to share with anyone else.

No, I am becoming a ghost of myself
The artist emphasizes that their sense of identity and self is slipping away and becoming less tangible over time.