Corner Store Blues 2.0

Midnight howls in the parking lot. Neon hum buzzes thoughts I forgot. Shadowed aisles where the ghosts all shop. Corner store blues, corner store Blues. Where the clock don't tick, And the night won't choose. Corner store blues. Corner store blues. Rows of dreams wrapped in plastic shells. Cigarettes whisper secrets they'll never tell. Floor sticky like the stories that fell. A man asks for change, but I got none. We're all broke under this flickering sun. Corner store blues, corner store Blues. Candy melts slow, and the slush Machine zoos. Corner store blues. The corner store blues. A cheap beer's kingdom, a lottery throne. Shelves of maybe stacked on the unknown. Time drips slow, but it's never Alone.