Zoneless (Underground/Drill Version)

(shhhh) (distrust is a quiet thing) (yeah,

yeah) Left 'em all behind,

yeah, I'm fading out Smoke in the dark,

they don't know my route No new faces in this crowded town

Turn the phone off,

let 'em look around (where he at?)

Watch the shadows move,

got my guard up high Fake friends checking in,

I don't reply Too much smoke in my lungs,

habit-forming lies They only hit me up when the money flies So

I vanish in the cold,

window tint low Nocturnal traveler,

that's the only life I know (uh-huh,

gone) Look at the fake ones they plotting and plotting I got

to go silent they looking for leverage Staying inside of the darkness

I'm sipping my beverage staying away from the fraudulent coverage Running the

streets with the headlights off,

getting the money and shaking 'em off (hah) They talking too much

so I'm cutting 'em off,

yeah

(they don't see me) (gone,

gone) (shhhh) Cold nights,

cold heart, nothing hurts no more Just a shadow pacing on a

dusty wooden floor (numb,

yeah)

Left 'em all behind,

yeah, I'm fading out

Smoke in the dark,

they don't know my route

No new faces in this crowded town

Turn the phone off,

let 'em look around (where he at?) (gone...) (shhhh)