Noir Ten Kilos

Lyrics

[INTRO] (Vinyl crackle...) ... (Knock.) ... (Knock.) ... (Knock.) (Pocket watch ticking...) (Whiskey pours into crystal.) (Muted trumpet.) (Whisper) "...Ten Kilos." (808 DROPS) ------------------------------------------------ [VERSE 1] Nobody knew where he came from... Only where he left. Smoke curled slow around his shoulders, Every room held its breath. Pinstripe cut like midnight velvet, Crocodile underfoot. He never raised his voice... Power never had to. Pocket watch swingin' Like it owned time itself. Whole city's fortunes Stacked upon somebody else's wealth. Bartender poured before he asked. Nobody questioned why. Some men walked into history... He walked into alibis. ------------------------------------------------ [PRE-CHORUS] Every handshake... Cost somebody. Every whisper... Bought somebody. Every legend... Needs a name... ------------------------------------------------ [CHORUS] Ten Kilos... They don't count his money... They count his ghosts. One follows his shadow. One guards the door. One watches every promise... That was broken before. Ten Kilos... Walks alone... But never by himself. ------------------------------------------------ [VERSE 2] Detective's office... Walls covered in red string. Every photograph looked different. Every witness changed everything. Mayor tipped his hat. Judge looked at the floor. Nobody ever admitted... Meeting him before. Silence signed contracts. Fear collected debts. Some wore diamonds... He wore respect. No fingerprints. No loose ends. Only stories... That refused to end. ------------------------------------------------ [BRIDGE] Maybe the ghosts... Are guilty memories. Maybe they're rumors... That learned to breathe. Maybe they're names... Nobody says aloud. Maybe... They're standing here... Right now. (Soft whispers) One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Six... Seven... Eight... Nine... ... Ten. ------------------------------------------------ [FINAL CHORUS] Ten ghosts... Follow every step. Ten ghosts... Collect every debt. Ten ghosts... Walk through every room. When the trumpet cries... And the whiskey burns... Everybody knows... Ten Kilos... Has returned. ------------------------------------------------ [OUTRO] (Vinyl slowing...) (Pocket watch stops.) Three slow knocks... (Knock.) ... (Knock.) ... (Knock.) (Whisper) "They never found... The eleventh ghost." (Record stops.)