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Burn Your Ghost Away 2 by Anna

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Burn Your Ghost Away 2

rock,female vocals

0:003:52
Lyrics
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[Intro]
(Spare guitar, raw and low — let it breathe)
Eighteen months of worn-out nights,
Your coffee ring on my favorite light.
I kept the receipts, I kept the songs,
You left your jacket, played me wrong.
[Verse 1]
There was a voicemail at two a.m.,
Your voice a static, never saying when.
We shared an old couch and cracked vinyl dreams,
It tore at the seams in smaller, sharper things.
You called it love but it tasted like rust,
Late apologies and promises I couldn't trust.
[Pre-Chorus]
Venom in the hush, fracture in the bed,
A thousand quiet moments I should've fled.
I counted broken clocks and midnight pleas,
Now I stoke the match and set myself free.
[Chorus]
I'm breaking free — watch me burn your ghost away
Eighteen months of static turning into flame
No more rusted keys, no more humming your name
I walk the line, I will not be the same
[Guitar Riff] (leave space — raw, two-bar lead)
[Verse 2]
You left a wine stain on my favorite dress,
Left broken maps and a calendar of stress.
Your jokes were knives, your quiet was weight,
I learned to breathe through the hours you made late.
I packed your records, left the light on for me,
Ripped up the script where I let you rewrite me.
[Pre-Chorus]
Static in the mornings, venom in the calls,
I traced every fault line 'til I watched them fall.
No little lies can teach me how to stay,
I fold the last of us, and I walk away.
[Chorus]
I'm breaking free — watch me burn your ghost away
Eighteen months of static turning into flame
No more rusted keys, no more humming your name
I walk the line, I will not be the same
[Bridge]
You thought I’d crack — I boxed your lies and threw them to the curb,
I lit the list of all your rules, watched sparks turn every word.
Eighteen months of echoes, I shut the door, I keep the curb,
I take back every midnight, every simple, honest verb.
[Guitar Solo] (let the amp howl, two passes — one raw, one soaring)
[Chorus — Full Band, Harmonies]
I'm breaking free — watch me burn your ghost away
Eighteen months of static turning into flame
No more rusted keys, no more humming your name
I walk the line, I will not be the same
[Outro]
I'm breaking free — watch me burn your ghost away (x2)
(Last line whispered over a single clean guitar)
I walk the line, I will not be the same.