霓虹劃破夜的裂縫

B.A.B.E.四個(gè)字母在我喉嚨里打鼓

你站在光束的盡頭 笑像未拆的封

我把押韻的煙霧 吐成升起的龍

鼓點(diǎn)墜地 心跳超載

麥克風(fēng)發(fā)燙 震碎舊招牌

全場(chǎng)跟著舉起手 像浪潮撞堤岸

我把你的名字 寫(xiě)進(jìn)下一段副歌循環(huán)

就讓失真吉他 替我說(shuō)出愛(ài)

在分貝的暴雨里 我們不需要未來(lái)

Good luck, babe, under the neon glow you chase—

crystal heels on midnight pavement, every kiss a poker face.

I left my heart in the disco haze, spinning like a 45,

while you bet tomorrow on a stranger’s eyes, saying “odds are I’m alive.”

May the DJ spin your favorite lie, may the mirror never crack;

when the strobe lights dim and the cash runs thin, may your dreams still bounce right back.

Good luck, babe, with the empty space I wore—

you’ll need every four-leaf clover when the after-hours close their door.