Questions in the Dark

Shadow creeping, koalas haze thick. Lantern swinging, alleyway slick. Money whispers, deals done in the mist. Fingers crossed, devil's clenched fist. Beneath the moon, shadows scream. City's pulse, a wicked dream. High bass pumping, veins on fire. Dark streets burn, truth's a liar. Beneath the moon, shadows scream. City's pulse, a wicked dream. High bass pumping, veins on fire. Dark streets burn, truth's a liar. Jungle of concrete, snakes in suits. Twisted roots, lies bear fruits. Drip so cold, but the heat won't fade. Dark trap beats where the shadows parade. Echoes of motorbikes, neon glow. Secrets buried where no one know. Heartbeat racing, game too deep. Play or get played, no time to weep. Beneath the moon, shadows scream. City's pulse, a wicked dream. High bass pumping, veins on fire. Dark streets burn, truth's a liar. Grit on my kicks, stories in the grime. Every breath stolen, every clock chimes. Climbing ladders that crack and fall. King of nothing, still I stand tall.