Gardens Night

Underneath the starlit sky,

Whispers echo, daring nights.

Smoking dope at Westwood Gardens,

A hidden road, the secrets we've started.

Laughter's high, the moon's our witness,

Life's a trip, lost in the richness,

Buzzing dreams, we chase the high,

Through tangled thoughts, we learn to fly.

But sirens wail, and shadows loom,

A rush of panic fills the room.

Cops coming, better duck down low,

Into the ditch, where the wild winds blow.

Heartbeats racing, hiding from the light,

In Westwood Gardens, we’re lost in the night.

Flick of the lighter, the embers glow,

Whispers of freedom in the undertow.

Time stands still, as we sip from the cup,

In this wild ride, we’re never giving up.

Sparks fly, igniting our souls,

With every laugh, the darkness unrolls.

But the law’s coming, we sense the fear,

In this hidden haven, we’ll disappear.

Cops coming, better duck down low,

Into the ditch, where the wild winds blow.

Heartbeats racing, hiding from the light,

In Westwood Gardens, we’re lost in the night.

We’ll run through shadows, the world’s our stage,

Searching for freedom, breaking the cage.

With every pulse, we're writing our fate,

In Westwood's arms, we’ll dance with the fate.

So here’s to the nights that we’ll never regret,

Underneath the stars, where the dice are [Intro]

Underneath the starlit sky,

Whispers echo, daring nights.

Smoking dope at Westwood Gardens,

A hidden road, the secrets we've started.

Laughter's high, the moon's our witness,

Life's a trip, lost in the richness,

Buzzing dreams, we chase the high,

Through tangled thoughts, we learn to fly.

But sirens wail, and shadows loom,

A rush of panic fills the room.

Cops coming, better duck down low,

Into the ditch, where the wild winds blow.

Heartbeats racing, hiding from the light,

In Westwood Gardens, we’re lost in the night.

Flick of the lighter, the embers glow,

Whispers of freedom in the undertow.

Time stands still, as we sip from the cup,

In this wild ride, we’re never giving up.

Sparks fly, igniting our souls,

With every laugh, the darkness unrolls.

But the law’s coming, we sense the fear,

In this hidden haven, we’ll disappear.

Cops coming, better duck down low,

Into the ditch, where the wild winds blow.

Heartbeats racing, hiding from the light,

In Westwood Gardens, we’re lost in the night.

We’ll run through shadows, the world’s our stage,

Searching for freedom, breaking the cage.

With every pulse, we're writing our fate,

In Westwood's arms, we’ll dance with the fate.

So here’s to the nights that we’ll never regret,

Underneath the stars, where the dice are set.

In Westwood Gardens, where the wild hearts thrive,

We’ll always remember, this way of life.