

(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)