Tick-tick, train tracks, water drips, canal cracks
808s hum low, hearts on attack
Aight, yeah—lost in the shadows, chasing the black
Concrete veins, city breathes in static
Dreams drip slow, hypnotic, automatic
Piano keys cry, ghosts in the attic
Synth pads stretch, my thoughts elastic
Drift through the alleys, whispers of a stranger
Reflections in the puddles, water holds danger
Ad-libs echo, my soul feels stranger
Life's a tightrope, walking past anger
Drip, drip, water falls on steel
Tick, tick, heartbeats feel too real
Every shadow hides a deal, concealed
Can't tell what's fake or what's real
Chasing shadows, losing myself
Echoes in the dark, reaching for help
Tick-tick, train rolls, heart on a shelf
I’m chasing shadows, I’m chasing myself
Fingers trace the cracks in this old brick wall
Voices in the distance, I hear the call
808s rumble, but the silence enthralls
Hi-hats crisp, but my mind freefalls
Cigarette ash mix with the night breeze
Canal whispers secrets, carried with ease
Switch flows smooth, rap turns to melodies
Layered ad-libs stack like autumn leaves
Why do I run where the train tracks bend?
Where the canal water churns, stories never end
Synths hum like the ghosts, they send
Every beat of the 808 feels like a friend
