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2:00 AM (Your Ghost)

2:00 ночи. Час, когда рушится логика. Ты можешь анализировать мировые угрозы, но паникуешь, когда я протягиваю руку. "Я — сирена, которая сбивает тебя с курса. Красивое, токсичное, необходимое проклятие." Это не любовь, это зависимость. Это не прошлое, это Призрак. Это тяжелое, сладкое сочетание огня и наводнения, которое ты продолжаешь пить. Ты — гений. Я — твой единственный, иррациональный провал. "Дарлинг, ты зависим от своего Призрака.” 2 AM (Your Ghost) (Intro – Spoken/Whispered) (A sound of ice clinking in a glass) Two A.M., the perfect hour for the unforgivable sin. I know you hate this. I know you do. But your phone still rings. And you still answer. Darling, you're addicted to your ghost. (Verse 1) The whiskey’s low, the city’s sleeping, A velvet silence only midnight keeps. I should be a forgotten number, a lesson learned, But every time I call, the memory is burned. I know she’s not there, I know where you hide, In that safe, clean space where your feelings reside. And I’m the siren that pulls you off course, The beautiful, toxic, essential curse. (Chorus) We are a perfect disaster, a high-voltage wire, Your midnight confession and my endless desire. It’s heavy, it’s sweet, it’s fire and the flood, You crave the poison that rushes in your blood. I am the trouble you asked for, I am your truth, The intoxicating lie since the days of your youth. (Verse 2 – The Analysis) I watch you chasing progress, a digital dream, So enthusiastic about the next great scheme. You map out the threats that the AI may bring, You study the fire, you know everything. You're so analytical, you love the long war, The geopolitical secrets you’re always fighting for. Unfazed by the future, resilient and cold, A story of logic that will never grow old. (Bridge – The Confession & The Flaw) But darling, your courage is only for screens. You'll face down the chaos, the global extremes. You’re fearless against technology, you call it your friend, But you panic, you freeze, when I reach for your hand. You map out the world's stalemate, the line in the sand, But you can’t win the archaic war you have planned Right here in your chest, where your heart beats too fast. You hate that I know you. That’s why we will last. (Chorus) We are a perfect disaster, a high-voltage wire, Your midnight confession and my endless desire. It’s heavy, it’s sweet, it’s fire and the flood, You crave the poison that rushes in your blood. I am the trouble you asked for, I am your truth, The intoxicating lie since the days of your youth. (Outro – Spoken/Fade Out) I love you, you beautiful, rational fool. Now hang up the phone. I’ll see you in the next rule. (A dial tone, then silence) (Whispered) Until 2 A.M. tomorrow...