The clock strikes twelve, the house is still
My stomach growls, I need a thrill
Tiptoe to the kitchen, stealth mode engaged
A battle with the fridge, cravings uncaged
Midnight battle with the fridge, can't deny
Hunger pangs hit hard, oh my, oh my
Fighting temptations, it's a midnight crime
But those snacks look good, it's feeding time
Open the door, the light shines bright
Cookies and cakes, what a sight
My conscience whispers, "You should abstain
But my taste buds scream, "Let's go insane
Midnight battle with the fridge, can't deny
Hunger pangs hit hard, oh my, oh my
Fighting temptations, it's a midnight crime
But those snacks look good, it's feeding time
Sneaking bites, I'm in too deep
Muffin crumbs all on my feet
A war within, it's fight or flee
My midnight snack's the enemy
Standing in the dark, guilt takes its hold
Every bite, a story of willpower sold
Calories and regret, a bitter blend
In this midnight feast, where does it end
Midnight battle with the fridge, can't deny
Hunger pangs hit hard, oh my, oh my
Fighting temptations, it's a midnight crime
But those snacks look good, it's feeding time
With crumbs on my face, I slink away
The fridge won this round, but I'll be back one day
Till the next midnight, when hunger calls
The battle resumes in these kitchen walls