Haunted Frequencies

Stuck inside this quiet home,
The phone rings, but there’s no tone.
Who’s out there in the night?
Every call brings a sense of fright.
A friend’s voice that sounds all wrong,
The words they speak, they don’t belong.
Is it them or someone new?
Can’t believe what I’m going through.
Who's on the other line?
Is it just my mind?
Voices I once knew now lost,
In a world I cannot trust.
Every call, a chilling trace,
In this dark and twisted place.
Am I losing touch with time?
Or is it them who’ve crossed the line?
Messages that don’t make sense,
Texts that twist my common sense.
Meet me here, but where is here?
These locations disappear.
Who’s my friend, and who’s my foe?
In this world, I’ll never know.
Are they real or just a dream?
Nothing’s ever as it seems.
Who's on the other line?
Is it just my mind?
Voices I once knew now lost,
In a world I cannot trust.
Every call, a chilling trace,
In this dark and twisted place.
Am I losing touch with time?
Or is it them who’ve crossed the line?
I followed every clue,
To where they said I should go,
But these places don’t exist,
My fears just keep to grow.
Whispers in the static haze,
Am I trapped in an endless maze?
Who’s controlling what I see?
Is this how they reach for me?
[Instrumental Break 5 with Vocal Chops]
Chorus
Who's on the other line?
Is it just my mind?
Familiar voices turned to dust,
In a world I can’t trust.
Every call, a chilling trace,
In this dark and twisted place.
Am I losing touch with time?
Or is it them who’ve crossed the line?
In the twilight of my mind,
Fading echoes intertwine.
Lost in realms I can’t define,
Haunted by the hands of time.
Echoes whisper, shadows blend,
Questions repeat in my mind with no end.
In this empty room will I see,
That there is only me?
I followed every clue,
To where they said I should go,
But these places don’t exist,
My fears just keep to grow.
Whispers in the static haze,
Am I trapped in an endless maze?
Who’s controlling what I see?
Is this how they reach for me?
[Instrumental Break 5 with Vocal Chops]
Who's on the other line?
Is it just my mind?
Familiar voices turned to dust,
In a world I can’t trust.
Every call, a chilling trace,
In this dark and twisted place.
Am I losing touch with time?
Or is it them who’ve crossed the line?
In the twilight of my mind,
Fading echoes intertwine.
Lost in realms I can’t define,
Haunted by the hands of time.
Echoes whisper, shadows blend,
Questions repeat in my mind with no end.
In this empty room will I see,
That there is only me?

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