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Whispers in the Shadows 2 by Alejandro

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Whispers in the Shadows 2

Alternative Rock,Neutral Vocals

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
God... why don't you hear me?
Don't you see that I am suffering,
that I walk among the shadows
without knowing if I am still me/existing.
I press my palms to frosted glass, tracing fingerprints that don't reply,
like someone else's map of scars beneath the light.
Streetlamps write my silhouette in puddles—shaky, unaligned,
and every mirror hands me back a stranger's eyes.
[Pre-Chorus]
Breaths like coins, dropped in wells,
small sound sinking, where no sound dwells.
I count the heartbeats—one, then hollow—then I call.
[Chorus]
Whispers in the shadows, they're always saying my name,
I drown inside the quiet, caught inside a slow flame.
Can you hear this heartbeat, cracking like an old frame?
I'm scraping at the edges, trying to remember who I am.
[Verse 2]
I keep a list of ordinary things—keys, a faded coat, a song,
and yet the colors blur to gray whenever you are gone.
I thread my thumb along the seam of yesterday's jacket cuff,
searching for the warmth that tells me I'm enough.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every tear becomes a sentence, folded in a book I can't recall,
and I whisper every page to empty rooms until I stall.
[Chorus]
Whispers in the shadows, they're always saying my name,
I drown inside the quiet, caught inside a slow flame.
Can you hear this heartbeat, cracking like an old frame?
I'm scraping at the edges, trying to remember who I am.
[Bridge]
I find a sun-faded photograph on the dresser—lips curved, a shore behind us,
I learn the angles of my past like language; they read me back at last.
On the corner where the rain collects, I test the echo of my step,
and my hands learn the map of light again, tracing routes I left.
This is the proof I keep: a song hummed into a borrowed night,
a receipt from living—wrinkled, honest, with a date I recognize.
[Build]
(soft)
A single name becomes a drum, a call that will not break.
(louder)
Hands lift, the darkness surrenders; a new rhythm wakes.
[Final Chorus]
Whispers in the shadows, now I answer back your name,
rising from the silence—I'm no longer the same.
Can you feel this heartbeat? It's bold, it knows its frame.
I walk out from the edges and I call my life by name.
[Outro]
God... why don't you hear me? —and maybe you already do.
I step from under shadows into something honest and true.
I keep the photograph, the song, the pocket map of light;
I am here, I claim this body, call it mine against the night.