Broken Prism

[Verse 1]
Screen lights up, a phantom blur, my world just stopped.
That name, a ghost, six months buried, now it's cropped.
Shinsekai neon, usually a vibrant dream,
Now casts a dark refraction, a forgotten stream.
The city's pulse outside, a distant, muffled beat.
My own heart doing that thing, bitter, strangely sweet.

[Chorus]
Oh-oh, a broken prism, memories collide.
Yeah, my heart's doing that thing, nowhere left to hide.
Shadows dance electric, tension in the air.
A deleted number, caught in phantom glare.

[Verse 2]
Used to walk these backstreets, kushikatsu scent so strong.
Now every corner holds a whisper where we went wrong.
Arcade lights flash, a spectrum of regret and doubt.
Trying to tune it out, but the signal won't cut out.
This humid air, it clings, like moments I erased.
Your text, a digital tremor, a love I displaced.

[Chorus]
Oh-oh, a broken prism, memories collide.
Yeah, my heart's doing that thing, nowhere left to hide.
Shadows dance electric, tension in the air.
A deleted number, caught in phantom glare.

[Bridge]
I thought the lens was clear, focused on what's new.
But this old frequency, it cuts right through.
No safe spaces in the dark, where old feelings bloom.
Just an unapologetic edge, filling up this room.

[Outro]
Yeah, my heart still knows that beat.
Caught in the ghost glare of repeat.