C’mon, let the bass crack open the night,
neon hearts beat wild, we’re sparks in flight.
Maestro twist the sky, drop turns to tide,
your touch rewinds time, palms sweating moonlight.
We ghost through strobes, every flash a new life,
laughing in echoes, drunk on infinite light.
Don’t say dawn—just press restart,
keep that kick drum pounding in our chests like art.