Ghosting the Master
And the hi-hat’s hissing your last name I don’t need a master — I need the flame raye unreleased
And the reverb’s getting drunk again Hanging on a word you didn't say back then Ghosting the Master And the hi-hat’s hissing your
Midnight logic in a rented box Faders loose like half-undone locks You said "send the stems by three" But I’m rewriting what you did to me raye unreleased
This is the unreleased version of my heart Too rough to mix, too loud to chart I left the vocal crack on track four ‘Cause perfect never walked out that door So pull the plug, kill the monitor light This ghost tape’s gonna breathe tonight