We Are Statues in the Smoke (Extended Mix)

We Are Statues in the Smoke (Extended Mix) by TATTBOY HOLDEN - 10/10/2026 [singer A] Three statues stand beneath an overcast sky [singer A] Three statues stand beneath an overcast sky Two men and a woman by the old brick wall A barbecue grill with a cold black mouth Trash in the corners, graffiti on the stones The man on the left wears a suit and tie Tattoos climb his arms like a half-told life He holds his silence like a rusted crown While these cracked streets keep pulling him down [transition] [singer B] We are statues in the smoke Ink-stained, still out here Holding what we found While the whole town folds We are statues in the smoke Cracked up, still not broke By the grill where shadows fall We stand together through it all [transition] [singer A] The man in the middle holds a hot dog tight A red-hot line in the failing light His painted fingers shake with the heat While empty cans pile at his feet The woman sits with her legs crossed low Holding it like she won’t let go Three tattooed hearts in a weathered frame Still wearing faces, still wearing names [melodic interlude] [singer B] Brick by brick, the colors fade Every vow leaves a stain Still beneath the rust and rain Something living calls our name [transition] [singer A] Let the graffiti keep our history Let the trash hold what we used to be If neglect is all the world can give We’ll be the proof that we still live Two men and a woman side by side With every broken mark, we don’t hide Underneath the clouds that never clear We keep standing here [transition] [singer B] We are statues in the smoke Ink-stained, still out here Holding what we found While the whole town folds We are statues in the smoke Cracked up, still not broke By the grill where shadows fall We stand together through it all Two men and a woman by the old brick wall A barbecue grill with a cold black mouth Trash in the corners, graffiti on the stones The man on the left wears a suit and tie Tattoos climb his arms like a half-told life He holds his silence like a rusted crown While these cracked streets keep pulling him down [transition] [singer B] We are statues in the smoke Covered in ink, still trying to cope Holding tight to what we found In a world that keeps us low We are statues in the smoke Cracked, but never fully broke By the grill where shadows fall We stand together through it all [transition] [singer A] The man in the middle holds a hot dog tight A red-hot line in the failing light His painted fingers shake with the heat While empty cans pile at his feet The woman sits with her legs crossed low Holding it like she won’t let go Three tattooed hearts in a weathered frame Still wearing faces, still wearing names [melodic interlude] [singer B] Brick by brick, the colors fade Every vow leaves a stain Still beneath the rust and rain Something living calls our name [transition] [singer A] Let the graffiti keep our history Let the trash hold what we used to be If neglect is all the world can give We’ll be the proof that we still live Two men and a woman side by side With every broken mark, we don’t hide Underneath the clouds that never clear We keep standing here [transition] [singer B] We are statues in the smoke Covered in ink, still trying to cope Holding tight to what we found In a world that keeps us low We are statues in the smoke Cracked, but never fully broke By the grill where shadows fall We stand together through it all [singer A] Three statues stand beneath an overcast sky Two men and a woman by the old brick wall A barbecue grill with a cold black mouth Trash in the corners, graffiti on the stones The man on the left wears a suit and tie Tattoos climb his arms like a half-told life He holds his silence like a rusted crown While these cracked streets keep pulling him down [transition] [singer B] We are statues in the smoke Ink-stained, still out here Holding what we found While the whole town folds We are statues in the smoke Cracked up, still not broke By the grill where shadows fall We stand together through it all [transition] [singer A] The man in the middle holds a hot dog tight A red-hot line in the failing light His painted fingers shake with the heat While empty cans pile at his feet The woman sits with her legs crossed low Holding it like she won’t let go Three tattooed hearts in a weathered frame Still wearing faces, still wearing names [melodic interlude] [singer B] Brick by brick, the colors fade Every vow leaves a stain Still beneath the rust and rain Something living calls our name [transition] [singer A] Let the graffiti keep our history Let the trash hold what we used to be If neglect is all the world can give We’ll be the proof that we still live Two men and a woman side by side With every broken mark, we don’t hide Underneath the clouds that never clear We keep dancing here [transition]