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Phantom Taste
6
Hip-Hop/Rap
Phantom Taste was released on May 27, 2026 by Bally Gang Music as a part of the album Phantom Taste - Single
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Release DateMay 27, 2026
LabelBally Gang Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nazza
Nazza
Performer
Nathan Graham
Nathan Graham
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Graham
Nathan Graham
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathan Graham
Nathan Graham
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

January hit like a freight train, left me in a wreckage
Now I'm staring at your picture, I'm trying to read the message
The sky turned grey the day they put you in the dirt
Now I'm drowning in the silence, suffocating in the hurt
The depression ain't a cloud, it's a fucking tidal wave
Sometimes I feel like I'm digging out a parallel grave
I'm three years clean but the monster's still awake inside
Looking for a little crevice where a broken man can hide
My mind's a distorted loop, a feedback of the worst kind
Leaving all of the progress and peace of a soul behind
Then I hit the pillow and a nightmare starts to take its shape
The only way I'm seeing out is a chemical escape
I see the butane flicker, hear the crackle of the stem
I'm back in that apartment, back to dancing with the them
The smoke is thick and milky, swirling deep inside the glass
I can taste the chemical, I can still feel the phantom pass
My lungs expand, my heart explodes, I feel the wicked rush
Then the guilt starts pouring in, it's a heavy toxic crush
I wake up screaming, drenched in sweat, clenching at my chest
Searching for a pipe that isn't there, I'm failing every test
It's a mindfuck, waking up relieved but feeling like a fraud
Like my subconscious is a junkie and I can't even fucking afford
I promised you I'd fix it, Mum I told you I'd be straight
But it's hard to keep a promise when you're buckling under weight
Every corner of this house smells like a hospital and grave
And all the dealers on the corner selling that momentary relief
He knows I'm weak, he knows I'm bleeding, he knows I'm on the edge
I'm ready to jump off the side and break my sober sacred ledge
But I look at my reflection and I see your eyes in mine
And I know if I go back then I'm cutting off my only line
Fuck the glass, fuck the pipe, fuck the way it steals the soul
I'm trying to gather up the pieces, trying to make my shattered whole
But the darkness is a heavy coat, it's freezing to the bone
I never knew that clean could feel so goddamn alone
My dreams are getting vivid, yeah they're colourful and bright
A neon invitation to a long permanent night
It's mind fucking, the steering wheel screaming at the dash
Trying not to let my entire existence fucking crash
I miss you every second and it hurts to even breathe
But I'm standing in a garden that you wanted me to weave
Written by: Nathan Graham
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