White Smoke Reverie

[Verse - spoken word - low male vocal]
Smoke curls in the dark, shadows dance on the wall
Footsteps echo, rhythm tight, bassline cracks the shell
Grit in the groove, no time to breathe, just the beat
Neon veins pulse, concrete veins, city's breath
Smoke whispers secrets, but the silence won't tell
I'm the ghost in the static, low and loud, no need to sell
[Chorus - low male vocal]
White smoke rises, cold and slow, tracing the night
Fingers grip the air, no light, just the sound
Bassline hums, deep in the chest, every breath's a storm
White smoke fades, but the rhythm stays, never let go