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Sileo - Grey Ghosts on the Dashboard | Solitary Dark R&B

Grey Ghosts on the Dashboard is a slow-burning Dark R&B track clocked at a heavy 85 BPM. It’s the soundtrack for the 3 A.M. drive where the destination doesn't matter, only the escape. With hypnotic synths and a Trapsoul rhythm, this song captures the hazy space between memory and smoke. 🚬 📝 Lyrics: Three A.M. and the streetlights bend Like yellow paint on a wet cement canvas I’m doing sixty in a thirty zone But my mind is static, I’m barely home. Crack the window just an inch or two Let the cold air fight with the shade of blue That’s hanging heavy in this empty seat Where the silence is loud and the isolation’s sweet. Fingers numb, but the spark is bright A tiny lighthouse in the dead of night I pull it deep, let it fill the chest A chemical pause, a momentary rest. Watch the orange ember glow Burning fast, fading slow Exhale the ghosts against the glass Watching the present become the past. It’s just paper and ash and a little bit of time Trading a breath for a peace of mind Yeah, I’m burning it down to the filter tip Just to feel the burn on my lip. The radio’s humming a static tune Talking to the shadows in the corner of the room If I was driving, I’ve stopped by now Parked somewhere underneath the plough. Watch the smoke dance, swirling grey Shape-shifting words I’m afraid to say It curls like a snake, it floats like a prayer Disappearing into the nothing air. The cherry crackles, a whisper sound As the grey dust falls to the solid ground I pull it deep, let it numb the sting For a moment, I don’t feel a thing. Watch the orange ember glow Burning fast, fading slow Exhale the ghosts against the glass Watching the present become the past. It’s just paper and ash and a little bit of time Trading a breath for a peace of mind Yeah, I’m burning it down to the filter tip Just to feel the burn on my lip. One more drag for the things I missed One more drag for the lips I kissed One more drag for the wasted years One more drag to dry the tears. It’s killing me, I know the cost But right now... I don’t mind being lost. Stub it out on the wet concrete Or the ashtray full of old receipts. The light goes out. The dark returns. But the smell remains. And the memory burns. Drop a 🖤 if you needed this sound tonight. #newmusic #music #nightdrive #darkrnb