zach cook - Late Night Vibes

And it's Late night vibes, backrooms late at night feeling right
Campfire Sites And Lighter strike, better
Dreams and the ice with the weed keeps the dreams alive
For the ones who's dreams done died

Take notes, while we bout to take flight
See to be what is me only way I stay right
Don't need the hype, just believe and seek the light
Jesus Christ, trying to achieve the dream and be more like
But today's it's own fight, todays the only way to believe one more night
May seem like common sense, but alot of errors in the sentences getting typed
Life gets sometimes intense, gotta take a chance and reach the heights
Pass the limitations, got pass the alligations
Don't add data to the databasing, they debating
Only exceeding expectations and elevating with every action demonstrating
This world pass ya by and find a replacement
All at the same time lie to you enough to have you waiting, testing patients
For a turn that never comes, for a prize that somebody else done one.
Hoping you can stack a loaf but little do you know the breads now crumbs
Running out of fund, running out of legs to run
Paralyzed seen it too many times in this life where the good die Young
But this a voice for those hoping it goes with notes
And shows the emotion to show ya I know where you coming from

And it's late night vibes, backroads late at night feeling right.
Campfire sites and lighter strikes, better dreams and the ice
And weed keeps the dreams alive, for the ones whos dreams done died

And it's Late night vibes, backrooms late at night feeling right
Campfire Sites And Lighter strike,better
Dreams and the ice with the weed keeps the dreams alive
For the ones who's dreams done died

Take puffs and smoke, puff til you choke
Hiding emotions behind a heartless joke
People out here broke, can't get a job can't vote
But still there's hope, but ya know it's in this bag of dope
Try to cope and take note on where I should float and roam
Tryed to find myself leaving home
Tryed to feel what's right by being wrong
Deceiving of the seasons and demons screaming til reasons gone
Seems so long, that the same story been leading on
Leaving with a fucked up dome, hwarbroke no methidone
Nothing known, no feelings shown
In my zone life feel like a backwoodscountry type song
My life seems to tune to and play along
On I go off the grid, in I go out th crib is trying to figure out something
Because something gotta give
Hard to sit in this bullshit with no way to make it quit
On some real shit, feel this, and realize quick the ones close to you
Will try to kill and get
Lifes better the less people you deal with
And the memory remains so many came claiming real shit
None of those I'm still with,
Sometimes I don't feel shit, others times it reveals this
Time and actions divided by fraction of words are never the same
Artistically an illusion picture painted same colors
Shown on a different tainted frame
And for real gotta grind, like it's always overtime in overdrive
Til I get sometime to ride somewhere in the country site
And find peace of mind, and go nosedeep in this line
And go top speed fast and furious this wheel I'm behind
Hide and seek tweek and geek speak words
That complete what I'm feeling inside
I just want to be feeling alive
Trying to put aside the feelings that I wish I could deny

And it's Late night vibes, backrooms late at night feeling right
Campfire Sites And Lighter strike, better
Dreams and the ice with the weed keeps the dreams alive
For the ones who's dreams done died

And it's Late night vibes, backrooms late at night feeling right
Campfire Sites And Lighter strike, better
Dreams and the ice with the weed keeps the dreams alive
For the ones who's dreams done died

Written by:
Zachary Cook

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