Bass in my chest, city on fire,
Neon on my skin, feeding the desire,
Streetlights shaking when the speakers hit,
Every heartbeat trapped in the rhythm of it.
The pavement’s warm under bare feet,
Every move syncing with the drum and beat,
Smoke in the air, lights going wild,
Every single face wearing that late-night smile.
DJ turn it up, let the low end roar,
Crowds start jumping like they want some more,
From the rooftops down to the street below,
That heavy funk make the whole world glow.
Bodies in motion, sweat on skin,
When the groove takes over, we all fall in,
No small talk, just eyes that shine,
Every little second feels perfectly timed.
Hands in the air, let the night decide,
We ride this wave on a tropical tide,
Heartbeats racing, feet don’t rest,
Every step feels louder in my chest.
The city breathes with a golden sound,
Every broken worry falling to the ground,
We don’t need tomorrow, not tonight,
We got this rhythm and flashing lights.
Neon dreams in a darkened sky,
Every time I move, I feel alive,
From quiet corners to crowded streets,
Everyone dancing to the same heartbeat.
Bass so deep it shakes your soul,
Pulls you in and takes control,
When that funk drops, nothing stays still,
Every doubt disappears by sheer will.
We spin, we sweat, we laugh, we fly,
Under glowing signs and open skies,
This moment’s ours, we won’t let go,
We’re writing stories in the afterglow.
As the sunrise starts to paint the blue,
The night still living inside of you,
Even when the lights turn white,
That funk still echoes from the burning night.
Matatao_Potato
