Rebel Nightshade - Phantom Hours Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In these phantom hours, when the walls breathe slow
Your clipboard's waiting, while my thoughts overflow
Three AM sessions, breaking down again
Your eyes see through me like summer rain

[Chorus]
Doctor, doctor, why do these hands move so slow?
Every tick of time bleeds into what I know
Caught between the healing and the undertow
In your office where my demons go

[Verse 2]
Luna's ghost still haunts these therapy dreams
Your perfume mingles with my muffled screams
Professional distance wearing paper-thin
Fighting urges underneath my skin

[Bridge]
White noise static in my head
Prescription wisdom left unsaid
God, I'm so f*cking tired of being read
Like notes you took when sanity fled

[Chorus]
Doctor, doctor, why do these hands move so slow?
Every tick of time bleeds into what I know
Caught between the healing and the undertow
In your office where my demons go

[Verse 3]
Your silver pendant swings like hypnosis
While I'm spilling secrets in small doses
Four AM shadows dance on your face
As I chase salvation in this sacred space

[Outro]
The sun's coming up, but I can't let go
Of these phantom hours where we both know
There's something deeper than these sessions show
Something deeper than these sessions show
Something deeper...