[Intro – low sparkly keys + breathy whisper]
“City’s asleep… but we’re just getting started. 3 a.m. sparkle, baby.”
[Verse 1 – silky synths + muted trap hi-hats]
Heels in the backseat, lipstick on the rim,
Hair still perfect even though the night tried to ruin it.
Spilled champagne on silk—turned it into art,
I make disasters look expensive, that’s my signature spark.
Text from an ex says “you still up?”
I reply with a voice note: “darling, I never come down.”
I run on red wine and city lights,
Chaos looks good on me—fits just right.
[Pre-Chorus – warm pads rising + subtle vinyl crackle]
Every heartbeat’s a bass drop,
Every mistake’s a plot twist I own.
When the world tries to dim me—
I just turn the darkness into chrome.
[Chorus – lush stacked vocals + glassy synth stabs]
I’m running on after-hours glitch,
High on the mess, too lit to quit.
Glitter in my veins, chaos on my lips,
Turning every scar into a lunar eclipse.
Slow dance in the breakdown,
Kiss me where it hurts the most—
After-hours glitch,
Still sparkling when the curtain’s closed.
[Verse 2 – deeper bass + whispered ad-libs]
I collect bad decisions like limited vinyl,
Play them back slow when I need to feel vital.
Friends call it self-destructive chic,
I call it curating the vibe—unique.
Midnight rooftop, city hums my name,
I’m the bug in the system they can’t quite tame.
If growing up means going quiet and small—
I’d rather stay broken, beautiful, and tall.
[Pre-Chorus – sexier, slower build]
Let the city lights flicker like a glitch in time,
I wear every crack like it’s by design.
[Chorus – bigger, breathier, more intimate]
I’m running on after-hours glitch,
High on the mess, too lit to quit.
Glitter in my veins, chaos on my lips,
Turning every scar into a lunar eclipse.
Slow dance in the breakdown,
Kiss me where it hurts the most—
After-hours glitch,
Still sparkling when the curtain’s closed.
[Bridge – stripped back, almost spoken over pulsing bass]
Maybe I’ll never be the girl who has it all together…
But watch me make the pieces look like couture forever.
The dawn can wait.
Tonight I’m flawless in the fault lines.
[Final Chorus – massive glow-up + key change]
After-hours glitch—full volume, no regrets,
Crown made of static and cigarette silhouettes.
If they call this a flaw, let them—
I was born to burn bright in the system.
One last kiss in the neon rain,
Rewrite the crash in champagne—
After-hours glitch…
And darling, I’m never logging off again.
[Outro – fading synth arpeggios + soft laugh]
“See you on the other side of sunrise… maybe.”
