ZEROMAX - Night Shift Original Mix

សម្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រាប់ក្រា
Night
Shift
Clocking in the hours while the city goes to sleep
Working on a promise that my spirit has to keep
The warehouse of my mind is full of heavy loaded crates
Sorting out the options and the chismos of the fates
Every single headlight flashing out on the highway
Is a temporary reminder of the bills I have to pay
One grime, one sweat, building up the heavy base
Never looking backward at the runners in the race
I was trimestered and I was just a sharpen up the skill
Knowing that the talent with that discipline won't fail
Maybe everything in that shift was part of the routine
That is dominating the night
Night shift
Nightshift
Nightshift
Nightshift
Fluorescent lights are humming with a boring static sound
But inside my headphones a deeper groove is found
No more checking clocks to see how much is left to go
I am locked into a rhythm that is beautiful and slow
The coffee in the thermos keeps the heavy focus sharp
While the sub-bass is vibrating like the electronic harp
One task, one line
Making sure the standard's high
Underneath the ceiling where the dusty fans go by
Now the factory of dreams is running at its peak amount
Making sure that every single second is gonna count
Maybe everything in that shift was part of the routine
To keep the engine running and the geese coming
That is dominating the night
Night shift
Night shift
Night shift
Night shift
Oh
My mind is full of heavy loaded crates
Sorting out the options and the chasmos of the fates
Every single headlight flashing out on the highway
Is a temporary reminder of the bills I have to pay
One grime, one sweat, building up the heavy base
Never looking backward at the runners in the race
I was trying to stand and I was just a sharpen up the skill
Knowing that the talent with that discipline won't fail
Maybe everything in that shift was part of the routine
To keep the engine running and the geese coming
That is dominating the night
Night shift
Night shift
Night shift
Fluorescent lights are humming with a boring static sound
But inside my headphones a deeper groove is found
No more checking clocks to see how much is left to go
I am locked into a rhythm
That is beautiful and slow
The coffee in the thermos
Keeps the heavy focus sharp
While the sub-bass is vibrating
Like the electronic harp
One task, one line, making sure the standard's high
Underneath the ceiling where the dusty fans go by
Now the factory of dreams is running at its peak amount
Making sure that every single second is gonna count
Maybe every lonely hour under the knee
Alive was making up the armor for a much bigger fight
And until the security gates open for the day
I will keep on pushing till I find a better way
Night shift
Night shift
Oh
Night shift
Night shift
Night shift
Night shift