Neon lights blur in the rearview mirror

Midnight streets, I’m the last believer

Engines roar through the concrete jungle

Heart of chrome, never gonna crumble

Faster now, chasing the horizon

Digital dreams, I keep on rising

Neon runner, burning through the night

Electric soul, forever in flight

No destination, just the open road

A thousand stories waiting to be told

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Open air trap, neon lungs inhale the night,

chrome moon drips on barrels, bass rattles like idle speed.

I’m ghost-white in the strobes, pockets full of loose spark,

counting down sins to sunrise, rubber melts where we parked.

Gold chains swing like verdicts, speakers judge with sub-woofer fists,

every echo a fingerprint, every hook a wanted list.

We don’t run, we vapor—jump the gate, leave smoke for a name;

if daylight finds our bodies, it’ll only find the flame.

霓虹像蛇纏上你肩

我咬破夜色，把呼吸磨成刃

貼耳一句——別信心跳，它擅變

下一秒，我已遁入你睫毛的彎

血里的鼓，敲落最后紐扣

誰說愛是囚？是霧？

是舌尖遞來的毒，

卻甜得足夠

讓你跪著，求我

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霓虹像刀鋒劃破凌晨兩點(diǎn)半

我踩著808的脈搏，影子在瀝青上產(chǎn)卵

把警報當(dāng)節(jié)拍，把警笛當(dāng)和冠

破窗的碎玻璃替我鑲鉆

灰在肺里發(fā)酵成霧，瞳孔里漲潮的罐

每個低音都是暗號，領(lǐng)我躍過封鎖線

別問方向，羅盤早被欲望灌翻

這城是陷阱，也是我的疆岸

霓虹像潮水漫過瞳孔

我按下Lift，心從十八樓升空

玻璃外是凌晨三點(diǎn)的霓虹

耳機(jī)里你的呼吸像渦輪翻涌

別說話，讓沉默推我們更高

穿過城市裂縫，觸摸月光燈泡

如果墜落，請抓住我失重的夢

在下一次亮起前，別松手——

Lift me up, lift me up

把孤獨(dú)留在底層，我們向上

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街頭的鼓點(diǎn)像舊鐵錘敲，

我把夜色切成碎末撒進(jìn)節(jié)拍鍋；

涂鴉的呼吸在墻縫里低吼，

麥克風(fēng)是我撬開城市的鐵鍬。

Boom——讓低音砸裂瀝青的殼，

Bap——讓鼓槌敲醒沉默的霓虹；

影子排隊(duì)跟我押韻，

把破曉唱成新的轟鳴。

讓心跳當(dāng)銅鈸，讓舊夢做軍鼓，

在這boom bap的煙火里，

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I can love when the city lights fade to gray,

I can love when your shadow forgets your name;

Let the thunder cry, let the bridges burn—

My heart’s still a lantern that never learns.

I can love in the silence after the scream,

I can love like the last frame of a broken dream;

If the night divides us, I’ll cross the seam,

’cause I can love, I can love, till love’s obsolete.