Dusk Parade

Yeah. Ay. Ah. Eyes red, glow in the smog, streetlights weep. Shadows crawl, they talk, secrets they keep. City pulse a heartbeat under cracked concrete. Echoes in alleys, the void don't sleep. Blades in the wind, whispers cut sharp. Lurking in the dark, they draw maps of scars. No stars, just black ink poured on the sky. Every breath heavy, inhale the goodbye. Shadow games, Shadow games. We all play, but ain't no names. Shadow games, Shadow games. Lose yourself, Become the same. Drip from the faucet, time moves in drops. Clock hands tremble, the tick-tock stops. Ghosts in the air, You feel them stare. Skin prickling cold like the night don't care. Truth's buried deep, six feet in the dirt. Hopes in the trunk, dreams stuffed in a hearse. Running from the self, Caught in reverse. This life's a curse, This life's a verse. Echoes on repeat, voices hum low. Bassline creeping where the lost ones go. Fog rolls thick, eats the ground whole. A game of shadows, the prize your soul. Your soul, your soul.