Echoes in the Dark

[Intro] [Verse 1] (Singer A) Midnight streets, my shadow’s all I trust, Whispers twist the truth, but my heart’s a busted drum. Painted smiles, they crack beneath the strain, One wrong turn, now I’m dancing in the rain. (Singer B) They say, “Why can’t you just fall in line?” But my reflection’s a stranger every time. Burned the map, let the chaos take the wheel, These scars I wear—are they even real? [Pre-Chorus] (Singer A) Echoes scream, but nobody hears, (Singer B) A symphony of mistakes through the years. (Both) We’re two lost notes in a crowded song, Screaming, “Where do we belong?” [Chorus] (Both) Misunderstood, we’re breaking the mold, Chasing fires in the cold. Every step’s a story untold, We’re the ghosts in the fold. (Bad decisions, neon lights,) We’re the chaos they can’t define, (Singer A) A puzzle missing its final piece, (Singer B) But the cracks are where we find our peace. [Verse 2] (Singer B) Faded stars, they mock me from above, “Perfect” is a lie wrapped in hollow love. (Singer A) I traced your name in the dust on the pane, But the world just sighed and called it “insane.” [Pre-Chorus] (Singer B) Silent screams in a deafening room, (Singer A) We’re the flowers that bloomed too soon. (Both) Two shadows clinging to the edge of night, Does wrong ever feel right? [Chorus] (Both) Misunderstood, we’re breaking the mold, Chasing fires in the cold. Every step’s a story untold, We’re the ghosts in the fold. (Bad decisions, neon lights,) We’re the chaos they can’t define, (Singer A) A puzzle missing its final piece, (Singer B) But the cracks are where we find our peace. [Bridge] (Both) Maybe we’re the storm they couldn’t tame, A wildfire with no one to blame. (Singer A) Let the judgment fade like old graffiti, (Singer B) Our anthem plays where the broken meet. [Outro] [Chorus] (Both) Misunderstood, we’re breaking the mold, Chasing fires in the cold. Every step’s a story untold, We’re the ghosts in the fold. (Bad decisions, neon lights,) We’re the chaos they can’t define, (Singer A) A puzzle missing its final piece, (Singer B) But the cracks are where we find— [Outro]