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This song feels like watching your life from the outside

This is about watching a relationship fade while you’re still inside it. When the love isn’t gone… but something is. The quiet distance. The silence that used to be comfort. The feeling of becoming strangers without meaning to. If you’ve ever felt something slipping through your hands, this is for you. Song: Ghost in the Specs Artist: Vantyst From the album: Breathe It In Slow Put your headphones on. Lyrics: “You ever sit in silence so long it starts sounding like truth? Seven years and now we barely breathe in sync. Same room, different frequencies. Thought love was louder than age, louder than doubts... But it just faded into background noise. And now… I don’t even know if I miss you, or just miss who I was when I met you.” (Hook) Rinse and repeat—sex, then retreat… No talk, no heat—just 3 S’s on beat… Rinse and repeat—bed, then delete… We haunt this loop, ghosts breathin’ discreet… We started off quiet, like tiptoes in sin Your kids talkin’ shit, said "what you with him for?" You sipped wine, I drank Jack Said, "fuck ‘em baby, let the world talk back" Laid back, fuckin’ all the time Didn't matter that you had years on mine I felt safe, felt real, felt clean Like I finally knew what peace could mean Age gap loud, but we silenced the sound Family trippin’ while we held that ground You gave me calm, I gave you edge Built a bond they could not wedge It was wild, it was pure, it was deep We built our castle without no sleep (Hook Repeat) Now it’s shows on loop, wine in hand You want me out, I don’t understand I stay in, eyes glued to the screen Not games, just tryna mute the scream You still dress like we hittin’ the bar I just sit and stare at where we are I forgot what I like, forgot what I do The me you knew? Buried and blue You got impatient, I got detached You lit candles, I couldn’t match Now we smile in separate lanes And share a bed full of growing pains You say, “What’s wrong?” I say “I’m fine” Just pass the blunt, I’ll press rewind (Hook Repeat) Blunt in my mouth, your wine glass full Three S’s all we do — yeah, that’s the pull Sex, shower, sleep — no talk, no heat No love, just breathin’ under sheets You want dates, I want space You want noise, I want escape You vibin’ hard to them Netflix themes I’m facin’ demons in a vapor stream Your kids throw shots like, “Drop that dude” But you sip slow, like, “Let 'em be rude” Whole house quiet, but the tension screams Our bond on mute, just livin’ between We still fuck, but the soul ain’t there Three S’s got rhythm, but it’s runnin’ on air (Hook Repeat) We don’t fight, we don’t speak, we just drift Same house, cold walls, nothin’ left to fix Mortgage in both names, but the home feel hollow Just echoes in halls where the good used to follow Used to touch, now it’s just routine You binge your shows, I burn my green No more tears, no more why Just two folks breathin’ ’cause it’s cheaper than goodbye You scroll feeds, I scroll past time Same four walls, but the love’s flatlined Ain’t no villain, ain’t no saint We both caved in when the colors lost paint Now we both sit quiet askin’ “what now?” Both stare out windows like, “what’s next — how?” We built this place, now we haunt these specs Two ghosts in a loop, tryna place what’s left (Final Hook) Rinse and repeat—sex, then retreat… No talk, no heat—just 3 S’s on beat… Rinse and repeat—bed, then delete… We haunt this loop, ghosts breathin’ discreet…