Shadows in the Cracks

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Echoes through the alley, no light in the veins. Concrete veins pumping pain, running through chains. Smoke signals rise, but sky stay black. Soul on the track, shadows creep in the cracks. Heavy is the crown when the walls close in. Fight the night, but the darkness wins. Lost in the maze where the stories begin. Cloak the soul where the shadows spin. Yeah. Steel-toe boots crush the grit on the asphalt. Breathing through the haze, hearing ghosts that they Talk. Time ain't loyal, clocks bleed out the chrome. City's a king with a rusted throne. Whispers in the night, secrets held deep. Layers of the lies buried where we seep. Heavy in the lungs, the air feels bleak. Climbing out the pit, but the ground does creak. Coins flip, fate dance under moonlit haze. Sins weigh heavy as the cross we blaze. Past in the shot glass, chasing my ghost. Every toast sounds the same, what haunts me the Most? Ay. Heavy is the crown when the walls Close in. Fight the night, but the darkness wins. Lost in the maze where the stories begin. Cloak the soul where the shadows spin. Where the shadows spin. Where the shadows spin. Where, where the shadows spin. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah. Yeah, yeah.