Strobe Fever

Verse 1

Strobe fever in my bloodstream

I don’t want soft, I want obscene

Not in words — in the way you move

Like you’ve got something to prove

Your eyes are sin, your hands are bold

You touch like fire, cold to cold

I feel the DJ cut the air

And you pull me like a dare

Pre-Chorus

Right here —

No sweet talk, no slow game

Just that hunger and my name

Grip my waist, don’t let go

I like it when you lose control

Chorus (EXPLOSIVE / Drop Hook)

Turn it up — make it NASTY

Hands on me — get FLASHY

Lights go white, bodies collide

Pull me hard, I like that ride

Drop it — sweat on the dancefloor

Want it — give me more, give me more

Hot groove, no peace, no mercy

Come on baby — break me

Verse 2

Your mouth is close, but not too sweet

I like that danger in the beat

We’re grinding like a secret sin

And I don’t want the night to end

Your voice gets low, my head goes blank

You do that thing and I say “thank—”

No angels here, just dirty light

And I’m your favorite kind of night

Final Chorus

Turn it up — make it NASTY

Hands on me — get FLASHY

Lights go white, bodies collide

Pull me hard, I like that ride

Drop it — sweat on the dancefloor

Want it — give me more, give me more

Hot groove, no peace, no mercy

Come on baby — break me

Outro

Strobe fever…

No cure.