N.O.S.

Static in the air, yeah, the room starts to shake

Some people blend in, but she’s wide awake

No rearview mirror, no holding the brakes

When the world gets heavy, she’s the spark it takes

Yeah, she’s a midnight fuse, a neon streak

In a room full of ghosts, she’s the one who speaks

Chorus

They call her Nos and she’s lighting the fuse

A ride-or-die spirit with nothing to lose

Through the smoke and the fire, the lows and the highs

She’s the definition of a clear blue sky

Lit up like a stadium, breaking the mold

My best friend, pure lightning, outrunning the cold

Verse 2

Tear up the map, we don’t need the design

We’re crossing the border, we're cutting the line

When the engine is stalling and the shadows creep

She’s the solid ground when the drop is too deep

No fake personas, no playing a part

Just an absolute force with a heavyweight heart

Chorus

They call her Nos and she’s lighting the fuse

A ride-or-die spirit with nothing to lose

Through the smoke and the fire, the lows and the highs

She’s the definition of a clear blue sky

Lit up like a stadium, breaking the mold

My best friend, pure lightning, outrunning the cold