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Nightlife Video (MV)




Performed By: Piché
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Chris Piché




Piché - Nightlife Lyrics




Yeah, well
I lost the love of my life
Now I don't feel amazing, every day done turned to night
I can't get out of my mind
Spending every day inside when the sun don't shine, yeah
I wanna get sedated
Driving crazy
Lately on my mental daily
Faint and hazy, getting wasted, and I hate it
I think I'm braindead
At home with the family, but the home is feeling vacant
I can't even check my phone, I can't even wear my shoes
Get reminded every time I find something to do
And there ain't much to do, I'm stuck inside this room
I can't even hit the fans, 'cause they left me too
I always lose, I'm back to being Piché
I always gotta say it 'cause they don't know my name
All this shit is a waste
This year gon' be my last if I keep up the pace, goddammit

And I'm sad now
I'm in the background
High key, I don't even wanna rap now
What could I rap about, how I'm feeling down
When I'm sad ain't nobody wanna hang around
I think I might just go and end it here
That feeling in my stomach only feeling I adhere
Used to find these feelings what I feared
But now it's all I've got, and having nothing's getting near
The love of my life dipped
And all my big projects got robbed, big rip
I'll never get a grip
Broke and lonely, put it on a loop, like aglets
We going through the changes
Sitting by myself, I just wanna see some faces
I'm on that nightlife heart breaking
Hate me more than ever, I just wanna hit the quit, goddammit
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Yeah, well
I lost the love of my life
Now I don't feel amazing, every day done turned to night
I can't get out of my mind
Spending every day inside when the sun don't shine, yeah
I wanna get sedated
Driving crazy
Lately on my mental daily
Faint and hazy, getting wasted, and I hate it
I think I'm braindead
At home with the family, but the home is feeling vacant
I can't even check my phone, I can't even wear my shoes
Get reminded every time I find something to do
And there ain't much to do, I'm stuck inside this room
I can't even hit the fans, 'cause they left me too
I always lose, I'm back to being Piché
I always gotta say it 'cause they don't know my name
All this shit is a waste
This year gon' be my last if I keep up the pace, goddammit

And I'm sad now
I'm in the background
High key, I don't even wanna rap now
What could I rap about, how I'm feeling down
When I'm sad ain't nobody wanna hang around
I think I might just go and end it here
That feeling in my stomach only feeling I adhere
Used to find these feelings what I feared
But now it's all I've got, and having nothing's getting near
The love of my life dipped
And all my big projects got robbed, big rip
I'll never get a grip
Broke and lonely, put it on a loop, like aglets
We going through the changes
Sitting by myself, I just wanna see some faces
I'm on that nightlife heart breaking
Hate me more than ever, I just wanna hit the quit, goddammit
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Writer: Chris Piché
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