Another found song from the dusty archives, No Phantom. It is kinda fun listening to songs of a 15 year younger version of me. Definitely in the Alt Rock vein, genre or different genre, I guess there is no getting away from oneself.

No Phantom

I'm feeling you, you don't feel me.
Lovin's easy when you don't see...I'm no phantom.

Scatter 'em out, then settle 'em down,
These itchy feeling of excess

Now, what if I were to tell you blow by blow?
It's a lack of conscience I know too well to know.

Somewhere outside, far from myself
On a plate-glass window
There's a bit of me yet, it's no phantom.

Tapping into you lets me see
What part of you of you is inside me

What if I were a bullet in your gun, with nothing stopping you
You'd better run

Somewhere outside, far from myself
On a plate-glass window
There's a bit of me yet, it's no phantom.