Verse 1
Streetlights blink like they know my name,
Two AM and I’m wide awake.
Everybody sleeping, curtains closed,
But something out there says, “Don’t go home.”
Black sky, red lights, radio low,
Don’t know where I’m heading, I just wanna go.
Every empty street feels made for me,
Like the whole damn city knows something I can’t see.
Pre-Chorus
Clock hits twelve,
Something switches inside.
Sun goes down—
And I come alive.
Chorus
After midnight, I’m somebody new,
Red lights flashing, bass coming through.
Whole city calling like, “Where’ve you been?”
I tell myself one lap, then I do it again.
After midnight, everything hits,
Cold night air with the windows dipped.
Morning can wait, I got nothing to prove,
There’s something in the darkness
That knows how I move.
Post-Chorus
Mid-mid-midnight—
Don’t turn the lights on.
Mid-mid-midnight—
I ain’t going home.
Verse 2
Gas station glow on an empty block,
Same old cashier watching the clock.
Grab one drink, then I’m gone again,
Chasing that feeling I can’t explain.
Green light hits and the road opens wide,
Neon reflections running down the side.
Maybe I’m hooked on the silence out here,
Maybe the quiet makes everything clear.
Pre-Chorus
Clock hits twelve,
I already know—
Something in the night
Won’t let me go.
Chorus
After midnight, I’m somebody new,
Red lights flashing, bass coming through.
Whole city calling like, “Where’ve you been?”
I tell myself one lap, then I do it again.
After midnight, everything hits,
Cold night air with the windows dipped.
Morning can wait, I got nothing to prove,
There’s something in the darkness
That knows how I move.
Glitch Break
Mid—mid—midnight.
Green light.
Red light.
Go.
Turn left.
Turn right.
Where am I going?
…Don’t know.
Bridge
Sunrise creeping over the signs,
Guess I lost another night.
Tell myself tomorrow I’ll stay inside—
Then the sun goes down…
And there I go.
Final Chorus
After midnight, I’m somebody new,
Whole world sleeping, I’m breaking through.
City keeps calling and I answer again,
Maybe the night is my closest friend.
After midnight, let the bassline hit,
No destination, I’m good with it.
Morning can wait till the sky turns blue—
The night knows me…
And I know it too.