What you’re waiting for, the night is bleeding neon on the floor
bass kicks like a heart that won’t quit, taste the static, lick the storm
your shadow’s chained to the wall but your pulse is a rocket, ignite
every second you burn is a diamond, so crush the doubt, own the light
we’re ghosts with glittering veins, scream the future, slam the past
no brakes on this sky-high rush—jump, kiss the rush, make it last