Verse 1

The city’s humming with a low, dark beat,

I’m drowning in the smoke and neon heat.

Red lights blur into the midnight haze,

Got nothing left to lose, I’m fading out of place.

Chorus

I’m lost in the rhythm, caught in the rush,

This poisoned paradise is all I trust.

Don’t try to save me now, I’m wired to explode,

Just let the bass take over, let it run its course.

Verse 2

We’re chasing highs that never really last,

Another empty promise in the rearview past.

Your eyes are cold but I still lean in close,

We’re burning down the night, no reason, no excuse.

Темп: 130–134 BPM (типично для Chase Atlantic)

Тональность: F minor (мрачная, «ночная» окраска)

Размер: 4/4, с лёгким свингом (качание ритма)

Атмосфера: тёмный R&B, синтезаторы, перегруженная гитара на припеве, плотный бас