album cover
Crime Scene
album cover
Crime Scene è stato pubblicato il 26 luglio 2026 da 10229569 Records DK come parte dell'album Crime Scene - Single
26 luglio 2026
Etichetta10229569 Records DK
LinguaEnglish
BPM63
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

The room still thinks you're here
My hand doesn't
Every morning
It reaches anyway
Cold cotton
Cold air
Case reopened
I wake before the sunrise, but the sunrise never came
Every window in this house forgot your name
My hand keeps searching where your heartbeat used to lie
Finding only empty sheets that learned how not to cry
That faded dent beside me is the only witness lеft
Giving silent testimony to a beautiful thеft
Ash falls like gray snow onto unpaid prayers
The smoke hangs in the silence like somebody's still there
Every clock keeps marching like it never knew your face
While I'm frozen at the scene, trapped inside this place
Blankets stop the cold
Not memories
The room keeps breathing
But it isn't you I hear
Every morning starts the trial
Every shadow takes the stand
Silence reads the evidence
Then places guilt inside my hands
I wake up reaching for a ghost before the morning light
Muscle memory searching where your heartbeat held me tight
That faded dent beside me is the last piece of proof
A lonely little echo underneath this empty roof
Your empty pillow wears an evidence tag now
Taped off in my mind, don't ask me how
Silence leaves fingerprints louder than alarms
I'm holding onto nothing
Yet it still fills both arms
Used to move with discipline before the break of dawn
Now the reason that I carried disappeared and moved on
Conditioned to your breathing in the middle of the night
Now the darkness keeps convincing me you're just outside my sight
Every hallway sounds like footsteps stopping at the door
Every heartbeat asks a question I've heard before
The mirror won't identify the man I've become
Just another lonely witness after everyone has run
Photographs collect dust while the rain keeps falling down
Every memory wears your smile like a funeral gown
Hope became a cigarette burning to the filter slow
Watching little pieces of forever start to glow
I'm standing where your shadow drew its final line
Begging Heaven for one minute
One more time
How'd our sanctuary become an evidence room
Every sunrise cross-examines every corner of this room
No confession
No appeal
No verdict I can change
Just another morning
Standing in the rain
I wake up reaching for a ghost before the morning light
Muscle memory searching where your heartbeat held me tight
That faded dent beside me is the last piece of proof
A lonely little echo underneath this empty roof
Your empty pillow wears an evidence tag now
Every wrinkle testifies to every sacred vow
Silence leaves fingerprints all across my heart
Guilty of surviving
Since you fell apart
I'm holding onto nothing
Still it weighs a thousand pounds
Every morning finds me standing
At the crime scene we once called home
Case Number
Every Morning
Victim
Us
Suspects
None
Witnesses
One
Sentence
Life
Written by: William Kirby Hartman
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