Digital Ghost - Remerek: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Digital Ghost

Hip-Hop/Rap

Digital Ghost was released on June 10, 2025 by 9719166 Records DK2 as a part of the album Digital Ghost

Song Details

AlbumDigital Ghost

Release DateJune 10, 2025

Label9719166 Records DK2

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM96

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Remerek

Other Instrument

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ryan Andrew Goodsell

Ryan Andrew Goodsell

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Remerek

Producer

Lyrics

Let's get one thing straight from the jump

So there's no confusion

This isn't a performance

This is a transmission

You'll never see my silhouette on a smoke-filled stage

Or hear my voice crack tryin' to hit a note to fill a cage

I ain't got the golden pipes, never took a single lesson

My gift ain't in my throat, it's in the art of the session

I don't practice in a mirror, don't rehearse a single line

I just sit here in the cold and make the kick and snare align

This ain't for the front row or the fake encore cry

This is for the lonely drive under a New Hampshire sky

So don't wait for a world tour or a t-shirt at a stand

The only thing I'm makin' is right here, in my hand

Don't you call me a singer, I'm just pulling on the strings

I'm the author of the story that the backbeat brings

This ain't a man, it's a method, a ghost in the machine

Remerek is a computer, building a cinematic scene

You'll never see my face, 'cause the beat's the main event

It's just storytelling with a sample, every drop is my intent

My voice is in the equalizer, my soul is in the bass

My emotion's in the timing and the empty, negative space

I can tell you 'bout the struggle with a melancholy synth

Or show you the beauty of a snowstorm in a loop that's been rinsed

I can tell you 'bout a mud season that just won't ever quit

Or the peace you find inside a truck when the power's on the fritz

I'm a detailer of audio, I fix the sonic flaws

I cut the mud and boost the highs, obeyin' my own laws

I don't need a microphone to tell you how I feel

The 808s and hi-hats make the narrative real

I don't want my face on a poster, don't want my name in lights

Just want the freedom of the woods, the quiet of the winter nights

This ain't a cry for attention, it's a need to be left alone

To build my world with headphones on, sittin' on my rusty throne

This is a diary with a backbeat, a story from the sticks

My own"Live Free or Die" anthem made of samples, snares, and kicks

I ain't makin' friends, I ain't tryna win a prize

I'm just makin' honest noise under these Granite State skies

So don't you call me a singer, I'm just pulling on the strings

I'm the author of the story that the backbeat brings

This ain't a man, it's a method, a ghost in the machine

Remerek is a computer, building a cinematic scene

You'll never see my face, 'cause the beat's the main event

It's just storytelling with a sample, every drop is my intent

So just listen

You don't need to see me

Just listen to the story

Remerek.

Written by: Ryan Andrew Goodsell

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