Who's Still Real? | Game: No, I'm Not a Human | Music 🎧

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Cifra:

Bolted doors, silent breath,
Curtains drawn — outside means death.
I hear the knocks, I count the lies,
Some wear skin like perfect disguise.

Eyes so red, teeth too white,
Fingernails caked despite the night.
They beg to stay, they plead they’re just —
But trust decays and bones turn dust.

The sun is poison, melts our skin,
It burns the guilt we’re living in.
They talk like friends, they smile like kin,
But even blood can wear thin.

They bring old names I once believed,
But faces change, and I’ve been deceived.
One wrong guest, and all could fall —
Who's behind my inner wall?

So tell me, who’s still real?
Beneath that voice, beneath that peel —
Could be a neighbor, could be a fiend,
Wearing someone I once had seen.
Don’t blink, don’t trust the plea,
One warm body might murder me.
In a world where sunlight kills the day,
I guard the night and lock dismay.

He’s out there — the voice that grins,
He whispers questions through the wind.
“Are you alone?” — he wants to know,
If I say “yes,” he’ll come in slow.

But if there’s someone, he won’t tread,
He vanishes like words unsaid.
I feed the ones who feel alive,
But wonder which will not survive.

Red-stained floors, a missing face,
Laughter dies in this small space.
Even those I’ve let inside,
May wear a shell where others hide.

I check their nails, I search their gaze,
Truths dissolve in smoky haze.
They cry and say the sun’s to blame —
But I’ve seen monsters do the same.

Still I choose, with hands unsure,
What kind of pain I will endure.
Let in the wrong, and I am gone,
But all alone, I won’t last long.

Curtains flutter, time moves thin,
I wonder if I’m still within.
If one day I forget my face...
Would I still ask to be let in?