鬼來電(Ghost Call)
Mandarin,Dark R&B, electronic psychedelic, synthwav
B͛l͛a͛c͛k͛l͛o͛w͛·4:38
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鬼來電(Ghost Call)
Mandarin,Dark R&B, electronic psychedelic, synthwav
Creator: B͛l͛a͛c͛k͛l͛o͛w͛Release Date: November 10, 2025
Lyrics
午夜三點 螢幕在閃爍
未知號碼 在誘惑
指尖滑過 冰冷的輪廓
按下接聽 就墜落
呼吸凝結 在胸口
聽筒傳來 我的喉嚨
重複著 昨天說過的話
只是聲帶 已被誰偷走
空氣突然變得好重
線路那頭 是時空的裂縫
鬼來電 穿透了防備
未來的留言 在過去輪迴
電流裡 是誰的淚
說你將在 七天後 化成灰
鬼來電 切斷了方位
命運的忙音 在腦海盤旋
甜蜜的 死亡很鮮美
我在電話這頭 對自己說再見
鏡頭裡面 誰在往後退
螢光塗滿 這房間
你的聲音 在耳邊破碎
預告著我 最後的安眠
倒帶人生 是懲罰
通話記錄 開滿血色的花
重播鍵 是溫柔的懸崖
跳下去 就能忘記嗎
空氣突然變得好重
線路那頭 是時空的裂縫
鬼來電 穿透了防備
未來的留言 在過去輪迴
電流裡 是誰的淚
說你將在 三天後 化成灰
鬼來電 切斷了方位
命運的忙音 在腦海盤旋
甜蜜的 死亡很鮮美
我在電話這頭 對自己說再見
鬼來電 已不用防備
未來的屍體 在過去輪迴
電流裡 是我的淚
原來今天 就是我 的終結
鬼來電 唯一的方位
命運的忙音 是永恆的甜
接起這 最後的約會
我在電話那頭 對世界說再見
再見...
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English:
Three a.m., the screen is flickering,
An unknown number, a temptation.
Fingertips glide over the cold outline,
Press 'Answer,' and I fall.
---
Breath congeals within my chest,
The receiver transmits my own throat,
Repeating words spoken yesterday,
Except the vocal cords, stolen by someone.
---
The air suddenly grows so heavy,
The line's other end is a rift in time.
---
Ghost Call, it pierces the defense,
A future message cycles in the past.
In the electric current, whose tears are these?
Saying you will turn to ash in seven days.
Ghost Call, it severs all direction,
Fate's busy signal swirls in the mind.
Sweetly, death is quite delicious,
On this side of the phone, I say goodbye to myself.
---
Inside the lens, who is retreating?
Fluorescence coats this entire room.
Your voice shatters in my ear,
Announcing my final peaceful sleep.
---
Life on rewind is the punishment,
The call log blossoms with blood-red flowers.
The replay button is a gentle cliff,
If I jump off, can I finally forget?
---
The air suddenly grows so heavy,
The line's other end is a rift in time.
---
Ghost Call, it pierces the defense,
A future message cycles in the past.
In the electric current, whose tears are these?
Saying you will turn to ash in three days.
Ghost Call, it severs all direction,
Fate's busy signal swirls in the mind.
Sweetly, death is quite delicious,
On this side of the phone, I say goodbye to myself.
---
Ghost Call, there is no need for defense anymore,
A future corpse cycles in the past.
In the electric current, these are my tears,
Turns out today is my final end.
Ghost Call, the only direction,
Fate's busy signal is eternal sweetness.
Answering this final rendezvous,
I'm on that side of the phone, saying goodbye to the world.
---
Goodbye...
未知號碼 在誘惑
指尖滑過 冰冷的輪廓
按下接聽 就墜落
呼吸凝結 在胸口
聽筒傳來 我的喉嚨
重複著 昨天說過的話
只是聲帶 已被誰偷走
空氣突然變得好重
線路那頭 是時空的裂縫
鬼來電 穿透了防備
未來的留言 在過去輪迴
電流裡 是誰的淚
說你將在 七天後 化成灰
鬼來電 切斷了方位
命運的忙音 在腦海盤旋
甜蜜的 死亡很鮮美
我在電話這頭 對自己說再見
鏡頭裡面 誰在往後退
螢光塗滿 這房間
你的聲音 在耳邊破碎
預告著我 最後的安眠
倒帶人生 是懲罰
通話記錄 開滿血色的花
重播鍵 是溫柔的懸崖
跳下去 就能忘記嗎
空氣突然變得好重
線路那頭 是時空的裂縫
鬼來電 穿透了防備
未來的留言 在過去輪迴
電流裡 是誰的淚
說你將在 三天後 化成灰
鬼來電 切斷了方位
命運的忙音 在腦海盤旋
甜蜜的 死亡很鮮美
我在電話這頭 對自己說再見
鬼來電 已不用防備
未來的屍體 在過去輪迴
電流裡 是我的淚
原來今天 就是我 的終結
鬼來電 唯一的方位
命運的忙音 是永恆的甜
接起這 最後的約會
我在電話那頭 對世界說再見
再見...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
English:
Three a.m., the screen is flickering,
An unknown number, a temptation.
Fingertips glide over the cold outline,
Press 'Answer,' and I fall.
---
Breath congeals within my chest,
The receiver transmits my own throat,
Repeating words spoken yesterday,
Except the vocal cords, stolen by someone.
---
The air suddenly grows so heavy,
The line's other end is a rift in time.
---
Ghost Call, it pierces the defense,
A future message cycles in the past.
In the electric current, whose tears are these?
Saying you will turn to ash in seven days.
Ghost Call, it severs all direction,
Fate's busy signal swirls in the mind.
Sweetly, death is quite delicious,
On this side of the phone, I say goodbye to myself.
---
Inside the lens, who is retreating?
Fluorescence coats this entire room.
Your voice shatters in my ear,
Announcing my final peaceful sleep.
---
Life on rewind is the punishment,
The call log blossoms with blood-red flowers.
The replay button is a gentle cliff,
If I jump off, can I finally forget?
---
The air suddenly grows so heavy,
The line's other end is a rift in time.
---
Ghost Call, it pierces the defense,
A future message cycles in the past.
In the electric current, whose tears are these?
Saying you will turn to ash in three days.
Ghost Call, it severs all direction,
Fate's busy signal swirls in the mind.
Sweetly, death is quite delicious,
On this side of the phone, I say goodbye to myself.
---
Ghost Call, there is no need for defense anymore,
A future corpse cycles in the past.
In the electric current, these are my tears,
Turns out today is my final end.
Ghost Call, the only direction,
Fate's busy signal is eternal sweetness.
Answering this final rendezvous,
I'm on that side of the phone, saying goodbye to the world.
---
Goodbye...