Blackout Cities

Power moves when the lights go out.
Blackout Cities captures late-night dominance, silence, and control when the world shuts down.

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Lyrics
Touchdown quiet, wheels kiss concrete,
Another timezone, with the same heartbeat
I learned distance don’t fix what you carrying,
It just give you room to bury it

I seen wealth in the way that the silence behave,
Private cars, tinted glass, no face
I don’t chase monuments, I move through ’em,
History heavy, I’m light when I’m cruising

Every city got mirrors, reflections of phases,
I see past selves in the windows of places
Same hunger, better posture,
Same pressure, tailored to prosper

They think travel is running, I call it refinement,
You don’t outgrow your fears, you outpace ’em with timing
I’m not lost, I’m just hard to locate,
Some people find purpose — I find escape

New streets.
Same code.
New nights.
Old ghosts.
Same hunger.
Different way.
Same shit,
Different day.

Blackout cities when we land,
Lights blur facts into fiction
Same ghosts follow everywhere,
Different streets, same intuition

Miles talk louder than captions,
Distance double as proof
If the map can’t trace our direction,
It’s ’cause growth don’t follow rules

I remember wishing I could leave where I’m from,
Now I’m leaving so much it don’t feel like I come
Funny how dreams got mileage attached,
Every stamp in the book got a version I passed

They see photos and think it’s escape from the pain,
I see motion as therapy, distance as change
When you slept in survival, you don’t ever rest,
Even oceans away, I’m alert and obsessed

I done toasted to wins in unfamiliar tongues,
Still thinking ’bout nights when the fridge was a myth
Success don’t erase it, it sharpen the contrast,
Makes joy hit harder but memory stick

I don’t belong everywhere — that’s the point,
I’m not searching for comfort, I’m searching for voice
Every city teach something, some lesson or loss,
I keep moving ’cause staying cost more than it cost

New streets.
Same code.
New nights.
Old ghosts.
Same hunger.
Different way.
Same shit,
Different day.

Blackout cities when we land,
Lights blur facts into fiction
Same ghosts follow everywhere,
Different streets, same intuition

Miles talk louder than captions,
Distance double as proof
If the map can’t trace our direction,
It’s ’cause growth don’t follow rules

Blackout cities…
Blackout cities…

Same motion, different theories
Blackout cities…