Night Shift In My Head

[Intro]
Yeah
Late night
Too loud in my brain (uh)
[Verse 1]
Scrolling through my sins on the cracked phone screen
Left my pride on read in a thread at 3
Got my doubts in the back like they ride for free
Every “maybe I’m fine” feels cheap to me
Mom call, say pray, I just pace this room
Same stain on the wall like a second moon
Old shoes by the door, ain’t touched ’em in June
Hope on E, still pushin’, fumes
[Chorus]
It’s a night shift in my head
Clock in when I hit that bed
Dreams talk slick, they want me misled
But I still show up, still show up instead
It’s a night shift in my head (yeah)
Can’t punch out, can’t pretend
If the dark cashes out what I dread
I’ma still show up, still show up again
[Verse 2]
Friends post gold, I just scroll past fast
Every smile that I like kinda cut like glass
They say, “Bro, you up?” I just lie, “I’m blessed”
Heart on mute, but it leak through text
Old love in my chats, got a ghost on read
Her sweatshirt in a box at the foot of the bed
I keep plans, keep plans that I never attend
Say “soon,” say “soon,” then I miss again
[Chorus]
It’s a night shift in my head
Clock in when I hit that bed
Dreams talk slick, they want me misled
But I still show up, still show up instead
It’s a night shift in my head (night shift)
Can’t punch out, can’t pretend
If the dark cashes out what I dread
I’ma still show up, still show up again
[Bridge]
Who am I when the likes log off?
When the mask slide down, when the jokes fall off?
If I lay this truth on the table, raw
Would you stay, would you stay, or walk? (yeah)
[Chorus]
It’s a night shift in my head
Clock in when I hit that bed
Dreams talk slick, they want me misled
But I still show up, still show up instead
It’s a night shift in my head (night shift)
Can’t punch out, can’t pretend
If the dark cashes out what I dread
I’ma still show up, still show up again

rap, Moody hip hop-trap beat at 142 BPM, swung hi-hats, sub-heavy 808s, and sparse piano stabs. Male vocals sit upfront, half-melodic rap with whispered doubles in the hook. Verses stay tight and conversational; chorus opens with stacked harmonies and a wider stereo image. Occasional risers and tape stops to emphasize punchlines, ending on a filtered, looped hook for a stuck-in-your-head feel., hip hop