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Boomer After Midnight

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Verse 1 Boomer echo still ringing in my ears But it don’t sound the same past midnight Stadium empty, streets still alive Different crowd when it ain’t televised Red Solo cups, bad advice Everybody swear they “down for me” Funny how loyalty show up loud When the rules stop watching me Jacket hooded, head down low I ain’t supposed to be out like this But pressure been pacing my apartment And temptation don’t knock—it slips ⸻ Pre-Chorus I tell myself it’s just a drink Just noise, just passing time That’s how you start rewriting lines One excuse at a time ⸻ Chorus Boomer after midnight Sounds different in the dark Ain’t no band, ain’t no crowd Just bad decisions and a wild heart I wear legends in the daylight But demons know my name Yeah, Boomer after midnight Ain’t the same damn game ⸻ Verse 2 Girls I shouldn’t talk to talking Laughing like they know me well They don’t know my mama’s prayers Don’t know how fast this shit can fail They say, “Relax, you earned this” I say, “Yeah,” but I don’t smile ‘Cause everything I got to lose Been stacking up for a while Phone buzz—Ashley’s name I let it ring, then hate myself Tell myself I’ll explain tomorrow That lie don’t sit well ⸻ Pre-Chorus They say legends live forever But they don’t tell you how they fall It ain’t the hit that ends the story It’s the nights you don’t recall ⸻ Chorus Boomer after midnight No refs, no replay Every move feel heavier When tomorrow got something to say I been winning under floodlights Now I’m slipping outta frame Yeah, Boomer after midnight Will make you forget your name ⸻ Bridge I ain’t crossed it—but I’m close That line getting real thin Funny how you lose control Right when you swear you got discipline One more drink, one more laugh One more step I can’t erase This ain’t about getting caught It’s about looking at my face ⸻ Final Chorus Boomer after midnight Feels like freedom, tastes like regret I ain’t gone yet, but damn I ain’t clean either, I’ll admit They’ll cheer me come Saturday If I don’t fuck this up tonight Yeah, Boomer after midnight Don’t care who you are in the light ⸻ Outro (Music fades. Distant laughter.) Yeah… Time to go home.