[INTRO]
Cold steel on a flannel lap,
Lantern burnin’ slow in the trap.
B***d on boots, b***d on bark,
Can’t tell where the killin’ starts.
Smoke curlin’ through the evergreens,
Hollow got ghosts in the in-betweens.
Ain’t no rest, ain’t no peace—
Just a whisper sayin’ “they comin’ east.”
[VERSE 1]
Checkin’ traps with my mind half gone,
Every snapped branch feel like a wrong.
Ain’t slept right since Badge went red,
But I still count steps and stack the d**d.
Clip in the tool, twistin’ the cap,
Moonshine taste like a victory map.
This life don’t come with no rewind,
Just smoke between pines and a loaded mind.
[chorus]
Smoke between pines, heart full of lead,
One eye open, sleepin’ with the d**d.
They want my crown, but it’s buried in fear,
Every mile I walk, I disappear.
Smoke between pines, thoughts in a snare,
Ain’t no silence, just pressure in air.
I don’t talk much, I don’t rewind—
I just breathe slow through smoke and pine.
[VERSE 2]
Birds don’t sing where my boots go,
Just the creak of steel and a creek’s low flow.
Uncle got took for runnin’ his lip,
Now I ride solo with a graveyard grip.
Paranoid thoughts in a burlap sack,
Voices say “they gon’ s**b your back.”
But I built this hill from bones and lime,
So I walk with ghosts and bide my time.
[chorus]
Smoke between pines, heart full of lead,
One eye open, sleepin’ with the d**d.
They want my crown, but it’s buried in fear,
Every mile I walk, I disappear.
Smoke between pines, thoughts in a snare,
Ain’t no silence, just pressure in air.
I don’t talk much, I don’t rewind—
I just breathe slow through smoke and pine.
[VERSE 3]
Had a dream last night of a younger me,
Runnin’ through hills with the dogs all free.
No b***d, no badge, no lies to twist,
Just a jar of corn and a moonlight kiss.
Woke up sweatin’ with the hammer cocked,
Wind outside but the door was locked.
Ain’t no savin’ what I done designed—
Just a name whispered through the pine.
[chorus]
Smoke between pines, heart full of lead,
One eye open, sleepin’ with the d**d.
They want my crown, but it’s buried in fear,
Every mile I walk, I disappear.
Smoke between pines, thoughts in a snare,
Ain’t no silence, just pressure in air.
I don’t talk much, I don’t rewind—
I just breathe slow through smoke and pine.
[OUTRO]
Lungs full of gunpowder dreams,
Steps carved deep in Arkansas streams.
If I vanish, don’t you come lookin’—
Just know Burlap left ‘em cookin’.
[OUTRO]
No trail, no cross, no sign of time,
Just smoke hangin’ thick between pines.
And if they follow? Let ‘em try—
These woods know how to make men die.
