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Phantom Twins was released on June 5, 2026 by Polo Productions as a part of the album Phantom Twins - Single

Song Details

AlbumPhantom Twins - Single

Release DateJune 5, 2026

LabelPolo Productions

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM87

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

ALYV

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Chris M Bickford

Chris M Bickford

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Chris M Bickford

Chris M Bickford

Producer

Lyrics

Yeah. Thursday nights

Should've just stayed on the stage

Thursday night gigs, I got the mic in my hand

You were giving me the eyes from the edge of the stand

Started hanging out, but a couple weeks in

I could tell we were losing before we could win

I called it right off, said we're better apart

But you had a different script for my heart

Phone lit up with a picture in the text

Ultrasound screen, didn't know what to do next

You said it was twins. Two heartbeats in the dark

So I swallowed my pride and I stayed in the park

Locked back in for the rest of the ride

Living for the kids that were never inside

I WAS BUILDING A HOUSE FOR THE PHANTOM TWINS

Paying the price for your desperate sins

Tied to a lie that was never alive

Just a hostage trapped in a fabricated drive

Yeah, you anchored me down with a ghost of a family

Playing God with my life and my sanity

Six months deep and the belly ain't showing

Out with your friend, hit the lanes, we went bowling

Y'all got into it, screaming out loud

And she dropped the bomb right in front of the crowd

At least I ain't faking a pregnancy to keep him

I didn't say a word, just let the poison seep in

Didn't make a scene, let the bowling ball roll

But the silence in the car took a heavy toll

Couple weeks later, walking down the shopping aisle

I said, "Let's get a test, let me see the dial

You're seven months along, let's see what it reads

That's when you snapped like a bundle of weeds

You broke down crying right there in the store

Changed up the script, picked yourself off the floor

Said you lost 'em at three months, a tragic mistake

But I looked in your eyes and I knew it was fake

We went back to the house. Didn't speak for a week

The foundation was gone. The future was bleak

Fast forward seven days, went out for a drink

The tension was heavy, pushed us right to the brink

We got in a fight, you completely lost your mind

Threw me on the pool table, left reason behind

Snatched my keys from my pocket, acting totally insane

So I ran all the way home in the dark and the rain

Dialed up the cops, said, "You gotta get her out

But the law spun it round, left me standing in doubt

Cops looked at me and said, "Son, pack up your bags

You gotta leave till she's gone." Last of the red flags

I WAS BUILDING A HOUSE FOR THE PHANTOM TWINS

Paying the price for your desperate sins

Tied to a lie that was never alive

Just a hostage trapped in a fabricated drive

Yeah, you anchored me down with a ghost of a family

Playing God with my life and my sanity

So I packed up my stuff

Walked out in the night

Left the phantom twins behind

End of the illusion. End of the fight

Written by: Chris M Bickford

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