
Static on the line
Where the secrets used to hide
You took the audio we made in the dark
And threw it like a match to a digital spark
I hear my own voice, shaky and small
Echoing off every follower's wall
From a whisper in bed to a clip on a feed
You sold the silence to settle a need
Now the comments are screaming our history
Turning my heart into public delivery
One click and you killed the ghost of us
Selling the gold for a handful of dust
Yeah, the world’s taking sides while I’m losing my mind
In the leaked silence you left behind
Thumbnail drama and a timestamped lie
Watching the view count climb to the sky
Your chat is a courtroom, the verdict is cold
Private confessions are stories you sold
Is this what I’m worth? Just a viral minute?
A box with a lock and you put yourself in it
Refresh the page, see the bridge start to burn
There’s no taking back the things they’ve learned
Just a clip
Just a ghost
Just another post
Silence is gone.