Spanish Love Songs “Haunted“ (Official Music Video)

Music/Merch: iTunes/Apple: Spotify: Follow Spanish Love Songs Website: Instagram: Facebook: Twitter: TikTok: @spanishlovesongs Starring Spanish Love Songs and Milan Produced by Hannah Gray Hall and Caylah May Directed by Hannah Gray Hall Director of Photography Garret Hayes 1st AC Grant Ivie Gaffer Bryce Barker Grip David Piersaul HMU Jordy Combs Styling Caylah May Editor Hannah Gray Hall Colorist Grant Ivie Production Assistant Samuel Dubois Filmed at The American Legion, Post 82 “Haunted“ lyrics You pulled off the road so you could cry. It’s too quiet in the suburbs. Searched your mind to try to find where the bottom really was. When you felt nothing but young and in love and they didn’t love you in return. The look that was in their eyes is a memory you’ve burned. You sleep with a window open and you hope the cold gets in your heart. But you’re not haunted. You just miss everything. You’re not a ghost, so stop disappearing. There’s another body in the McDonald’s parking lot. The cops stand around like there’s nothing to do. You start to worry that’s what you’ll look like when it catches up. You’re a stranger in your photos. Melt into a drink with all your friends. And you’re swallowed in a moment. The metaphor is meaningless. You’ll say, “that’s okay they never liked me anyway.“ But there’s a killer in your heart. You’re not haunted. You just miss everything. You’re not a cautionary tale, so don’t you vanish on me. You’re losing weekends and then the days will start to slide. You keep breaking all these habits, but you can’t seem to get by. And you used to daydream about the things you’d do and say when you were famous, but now the plastic in your belly has you feeling all sorts of sick. You used to daydream. And you’re not haunted. It’s just the devil in your skin. It’ll be this bleak forever, but it is a way to live. You’re not alone. You just miss everything. When you’re feeling like a ghost would you come haunt me please? It’s every trip into that empty house. The silence from the street. Your blanket in your seat and the nearly muted TV. There’s no answer from you, and your phone blinks with my reply. It’s that lump in my chest and my relief to hear you cry. #spanishlovesongs #purenoiserecords #spanishlovesongsband