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letra de backseat ghost (don't call me) - patricia bier

yeah…
i don’t even care no more, yeah, yeah
backseat ghost, i’m gone, woah

don’t call me, i’m not home (nah)
i been ridin’ with my thoughts, i’m alone (yeah)
backseat ghost, i fade in the chrome (skrrt)
whole world loud, i just want tone (shh)
don’t call me, i’m not home (no way)
i don’t chase sh-t, i just move on (move on)
they was sleepin’, now they all cloned (yeah)
backseat ghost, i’m gone

yeah, i’m in that midnight mood, can’t fake this
all black fit, no chain, just patience
everybody talk too much, they basic
i been out here, runnin’ laps in silence
got no label, but i still go viral
tryna make pеace, but they want me spiral
i just hit “mutе” when they get entitled
feelin’ like a ghost, but i’m still my idol

i don’t check texts, i don’t check calls
phone face down when the nightfall
took my pain, turned it to asphalt
now i glide over sh-t that was my fault
new day, same sky, same grind
lost time, but i found my mind
every “no” just cleared my line
now i’m free as f-ck, can’t bind
don’t call me, i’m not home (nah)
i been ridin’ with my thoughts, i’m alone (yeah)
backseat ghost, i fade in the chrome (skrrt)
whole world loud, i just want tone (shh)
don’t call me, i’m not home (no way)
i don’t chase sh-t, i just move on (move on)
they was sleepin’, now they all cloned (yeah)
backseat ghost, i’m gone

i’m floatin’ through lanes, headlights blinkin’
cup half-empty but i’m still thinkin’
friends turned shadows, i stopped linking
fakes talk love, but i know they’re reaching
had to cut noise, cut ties, cut weight
built my world with my own d-mn faith
had to break rules just to find that gate
now i’m too high for the hate they make

every move got a reason, yeah
no talk, no meeting, yeah
they act cold for a season, yeah
but i been real, no freezing, yeah
backseat, i vibe to the hum of the wheel
f-ck a chart, i just want feel
heart got scars but it won’t heal
still too raw, that’s how i deal
i don’t need a call, i don’t need a text
everything i lost turned into a flex
used to trip on time, now i just reflect
ghost in the mirror, that’s self-respect

yeah…
ghost mode, can’t reach my phone
whole life feel like one long song
backseat ghost, i’m gone
don’t call me

- patricia bier

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