About the song
MIDNIGHT PARKING LOT by mBaileyz — the full official music video. Engine idling, rent due Friday, and the decision to keep moving anyway.
The 20s version is on the channel.
I've been running these blocks all night / Trying to turn wrong roads right
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MIDNIGHT PARKING LOT lyrics
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Intro
Neon signs buzz over cracked concrete Engine idling slow while the night holds its breath
Verse 1
Streetlights flicker as I scroll through old mistakes Traffic sounds echo like they’re mapping every break Mom keeps texting asking why I’m out so late Rent due Friday and my card’s in a fragile state Dreams hit heavier than trucks on the interstate Friends disappearing like they moved to a different state Pressure on my chest like the coast with a hurricane Still I grip the wheel, swear I’m pushing through every strain
Chorus
I’ve been running these blocks all night Trying to turn wrong roads right Head up in the Midwest sky I’m still here, I still rise
Verse 2
Gas receipt crumpled on the passenger floor Hard week knocking like a debt collector at my door Boss keeps saying “You can always give a little more,” But the man never sweats on the factory floor Saw a newsstand shouting one more broken headline Feels like everybody’s barely hanging on the same line But I won’t fold, even when the world’s on decline Gotta carve my name like a tag on the skyline
Bridge
Quiet hum of cars rolling past my fear Breathing slow, letting go of every heavy year Finding strength in the edges of what’s unclear Promising myself that I’m staying right here
Verse 3
Pocket full of hope and a coffee from the corner store Told myself today I’m not repeating what came before Kick the doubt out like shoes at a friend’s front door Every setback’s fuel and I’m ready to explore Billboard dreams mapped out on a Waffle House napkin Neighbors saying “Kid, that’s the way real change happens” From late-night stress to a fresh new chain reaction I’m stepping out strong with a different kind of passion
Chorus
I’ve been running these blocks all night Trying to turn wrong roads right Head up in the Midwest sky I’m still here, I still rise
Bridge
When the city goes quiet I can hear my name Calling from the corners where I shaped my aim Every little loss taught me grit, not shame Now the fire in my chest is a steady flame
Chorus
I’ve been running these blocks all night Trying to turn wrong roads right Head up in the Midwest sky I’m still here, I still rise
Chorus
I’ve been running these blocks all night Trying to turn wrong roads right Head up in the Midwest sky I’m still here, I still rise
Outro
Quiet roads shine with a brand-new aim And I’m driving home with a lighter frame
Inside the recording
Neon signs buzz over cracked concrete Engine idling slow while the night holds its breath
I’ve been running these blocks all night Trying to turn wrong roads right
Quiet roads shine with a brand-new aim And I’m driving home with a lighter frame
Excerpts from artist-supplied lyric files matched by title. Lyric sheets may differ from the released performance.