[Intro]

(Hollow reverb, a single muffled heartbeat syncopated with a high-register synth pluck)

[Verse 1]

The moon is a surgeon tonight

Dissecting the pulse of the neon light

I’m peeling back the layers of the loud

Finding the silver lining in a toxic cloud

No more velvet, no more silk

Just the raw edge of morning, white as milk

[Verse 2]

They offer me gold, they offer me fire

I’m building a cathedral out of thin wire

Every color is a crowded room

A beautifully decorated, velvet tomb

I’d rather be the space between the stars

Where nothing heals, but nothing leaves scars

[Chorus]

Oh, let it all go white

A ghost in the middle of the overbite

I’m not disappearing, I’m just refined

Leaving the noise of the world behind

In the blank canvas of a frozen stare

I am finally, beautifully, not even there

[Verse 3]

Precision is the only prayer I know

Watching the ink turn into driven snow

Don't mistake this stillness for a peace

It’s just a violent, elegant release

From the friction of being a person

While the plot begins to thicken and worsen

[Bridge]

(Bass drops out, ethereal vocal layering)

Subtract the ego, subtract the name

Until the ashes forget the flame

I am the logic of a falling flake

Real as a ripple on a frozen lake

[Guitar Solo]

(Clean tone, heavy delay, mimicking a crystalline shiver)

[Chorus]

Oh, let it all go white

A ghost in the middle of the overbite

I’m not disappearing, I’m just refined

Leaving the noise of the world behind

In the blank canvas of a frozen stare

I am finally, beautifully, not even there

[Outro]

(Distant static, fading piano)

Trace the void.

Avoid the noise.

Just the geometry.

Of the ghost in me.

(Sudden cut to silence)