The Smuggler

Verse 1 Midnight water, no running lights, We ran the gauntlet on the blackest nights. Crates in the hold, names never said, Just a map in my pocket and a price on my head. I was a shadow on a silver sea, And the only thing that mattered was the payout to me. A heavy conscience was a losing hand, So I left my morals on the dry, safe land. Verse 2 We hit the reef off a forgotten shore, The hull was screaming and the engines swore. I pulled myself up through the breaking surf, Gasping for air on