BR!CKZ † NEON GHOST

Neon ghosts walking next to me Dreams move slow but the stress moves deep We made hope outta broken streets Still stand tall when the world can’t breathe Neon ghosts never really sleep Pain got rhythm in the concrete beat If I fall I rise twice as strong Turn my scars into battle songs Corner store light flickers like doubt Young boy pacing tryna figure life out Bills on the table louder than fear Future feel distant but survival is near Mama working nights while the city decay Counting every coin just to keep wolves away Neighbors arguing through paper-thin walls Dreams feel fragile when reality calls Old heads watching from balconies high Seen too many young souls pass by They don’t preach — they just silently know How fast bright lights turn cold Sirens sing like background choir Pressure turns ordinary into fire Mind racing rapid through patterns of panic Living mechanical, moving automatic City conditioning thoughts into tactics Survival strategic, emotion elastic Syllables stacking like bricks in construction Pain gave the voice unexpected function Flow like a blackout swallowing light Every word thrown like a fist in a fight I seen ambition dissolve into pressure Seen broken spirits rebuild into texture Every setback sharpening vision Failure just tactical reposition If tomorrow never comes We still shine where we’re from Even lost stars glow In the dark below Neon ghosts walking next to me Dreams move slow but the stress moves deep We made hope outta broken streets Still stand tall when the world can’t breathe Neon ghosts never really sleep Pain got rhythm in the concrete beat If I fall I rise twice as strong Turn my scars into battle songs Neon ghosts walking next to me Dreams move slow but the stress moves deep We made hope outta broken streets Still stand tall when the world can’t breathe