Night Shift Grieves
"Night Shift" by Grieves, released in 2014, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of loneliness, struggle, and the search for purpose during late-night introspection. The lyrics convey vulnerability and resilience, while the blend of melodic beats and introspective lyrics creates a unique sound. Its relatable themes resonate with listeners, reflecting the challenges of modern life.
[Verse 1]
Tattered ghost ships sailin' outta sight
I've been writing about them most of my life
Couldn't find it in my heart of hearts to lie about the fight
So I set it all on fire and disappeared into the night
Now you were looking for some flaws?
Let me hit you with that list
Some of y'all were talkin' at me like I didn't own my shit
Bloody murder was that script
Now I'm walking on a fine line carefully
I don't need anyone takin' care of me
You seem a little shocked
Is it 'cause you smell the kerosene?
'Cause I made a profit out of using my self-destruction as therapy
I own that
I put it out in front and let the cold pass
But you still try to chip away my highs like you use a low pass, so fuck it
This is not the first time I've had to cope
Or had to measure out the distance of the gallows rope
I tasted every single toxin in that cloud of smoke
Surroundin' you allowin' you to pretend that you know, but you don't
[Hook]
If-if you were pushin' through that night shift
Runnin' all day
Workin' all night
Money tight
Not a dollar to spend, would you do it again?
(I would, I would)
Because I was pushin' through that night shift
Runnin' all day
Workin' all night
Over-time
For a dollar to spend, just to do it again!
(I would, I would, I would)
Tattered ghost ships sailin' outta sight
I've been writing about them most of my life
Couldn't find it in my heart of hearts to lie about the fight
So I set it all on fire and disappeared into the night
Now you were looking for some flaws?
Let me hit you with that list
Some of y'all were talkin' at me like I didn't own my shit
Bloody murder was that script
Now I'm walking on a fine line carefully
I don't need anyone takin' care of me
You seem a little shocked
Is it 'cause you smell the kerosene?
'Cause I made a profit out of using my self-destruction as therapy
I own that
I put it out in front and let the cold pass
But you still try to chip away my highs like you use a low pass, so fuck it
This is not the first time I've had to cope
Or had to measure out the distance of the gallows rope
I tasted every single toxin in that cloud of smoke
Surroundin' you allowin' you to pretend that you know, but you don't
[Hook]
If-if you were pushin' through that night shift
Runnin' all day
Workin' all night
Money tight
Not a dollar to spend, would you do it again?
(I would, I would)
Because I was pushin' through that night shift
Runnin' all day
Workin' all night
Over-time
For a dollar to spend, just to do it again!
(I would, I would, I would)
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