Introverted

[Hook]
So much smoke
Clouds, my feelings away
Inside I go
To find all that I need
Who can I trust
No one, that I know
Who do I love
Only, ones I hold close

[Verse 1: K.A.A.N.]
I'm in the background minding mine
Sole purpose is a peace of mind
Even though I seem to find
Chaos in the quiet singin' all the time
Outta key and outta pocket
Auto-tune the Melodyne
Content of another kind
Fuck you niggas talkin' 'bout
It's time to march you tryin' to walk it out
The exit's where the bitch nigga in you stand
10 toes in a stairwell
You went the other way I wish you well
Leave me be
'Cause weaponless on the battlefield you won't find me
You lookin' for allies and friends 'cause you won't eat
You fightin' the war alone tryin' to bring the battle-zone to me
But you the one that started this shit
So I'm supposed to be a part of this shit?
My nigga where's your heart in this shit?
You only pop out when the dust settles and dust off your false medals
While I'm in the field they can find me when the sun set and laid the fuck out in

[Hook]
So much smoke
Clouds, my feelings away
Inside I go
To find all that I need
Who can I trust
No one, that I know
Who do I love
Only, ones I hold close

[Guitar Solo: Curt Chambers]

[Hook]
So much smoke
Clouds, my feelings away
Inside I go
To find all that I need
Who can I trust
No one, that I know
Who do I love
Only, ones I hold close

[Verse 2: Curt Chambers]
Yea, how paranoia make you feel like you was in a cell
Underwater dissolving all my emotions like a pill
Tryna kill my pain and all my ills
All the thrills is gone, all the skill's been shown
All the venom injected paralysis got my right leg stiff
Tryna kick the habit and not trust her
In love with my wife but this music keep me lustin'
The only thing that gives release unless I'm bustin'
Revenge is somethin' I keep close like first cousins
I smile when I shake a few hands but I don't feel nothin'
Keep a [?] just as close, you ain't got no manners?
I make bodies disappear like abracadabra, poof
Black excellence I'm living proof
All the cars bullet-proof, I ain't ready for my last suit
Spacin' out as I reflect, mind goes in orbit
And only spare the honesty, I hope y'all absorb it
I don't trust you niggas