Lyric

Midnight vending machine

Lookin’ for snacks but thinkin’ 'bout dreams

Fluorescent hum, cold metal beams

My face reflected in in-between scenes

Two buttons pressed, one thought of you

Cravin’ closure and maybe some juice

Dollar's wrinkled, won’t go in clean

Like how we folded in ways unseen

Coke can drop like memories do

Clinks too loud when I think of you

Candy stuck but I don’t shake

Let some things stay in that ache

Midnight vending machine

Lookin’ for snacks but thinkin’ 'bout dreams

Fluorescent hum, cold metal beams

My face reflected in in-between scenes

Two buttons pressed, one thought of you

Cravin’ closure and maybe some juice

Used to walk here both in socks

Trading secrets by the box

Now it's just me, hoodie zipped high

Staring back at a digital sky

Numbers glow and options blink

But I ain’t hungry—I just think

Midnight vending machine

Lookin’ for snacks but thinkin’ 'bout dreams

Fluorescent hum, cold metal beams

My face reflected in in-between scenes

Two buttons pressed, one thought of you

Cravin’ closure and maybe some juice

Life’s not stocked like aisle three

No refunds, no guarantee

But if a song could vend regret

I’d press “A7” and never forget

Midnight vending machine

Still lit up in my late-night screen

Coins don’t fix what the heart redeems

But I keep coming back to these machines

Two buttons pressed, one thought of you

Cravin’ peace and maybe the truth