Darkest of nights and the moon shines bright, driving late at night, planning a heist priceless art of hearts, black gloves, no trace left behind...
Take my hand erase regret, that way there's no pain left, greater men have made it here, to turn back in face of fear
Won't make a sound, our feet don't touch ground, scheme past beams of light, knock the guard out with the beat of my heart, do what we gotta do for the crime of truth
Take my hand erase regret, that way there's no pain left, greater men have made it here, to turn back in face of fear
This is a heist Murdered out hype Crack the safe of your heart We creep into the dark credits