FANTASMI turns an ordinary apartment building into a spooky metaphor playground. The singer imagines a mysterious upstairs where people live blissfully unaware of those downstairs, creating two parallel worlds under one roof. She discovers this secret but keeps quiet, like a child who’s seen something forbidden. Repeating lines about ghosts who “stay on the doorstep spying” paint a picture of silent observers stuck between rooms, unable to join either side. It’s playful and a bit eerie, drawing you into a hide-and-seek atmosphere.
Listen closer and the song becomes a confession of feeling invisible. Waking up late, “having all the time,” and mentioning “open wrists,” the narrator reveals a battle with depression and self-harm. Instead of scaring us, the ghosts symbolize people who feel unheard, trapped watching life go by. The casual talk of Sunday mass shows how routine can lull everyone into ignoring the pain next door. GOMMA wraps heavy themes in catchy indie-rock lines, inviting you to dance while thinking about what it means to be seen—or to be a ghost—among your neighbors.