City pulses in our veins,
Flickering signs, electric rain.
We were rebels in rented rooms,
Writing futures in cheap perfume.
Skate wheels hum on cracked concrete,
Heartbeats sync to broken beats.
We fall in love, then drift apart—
Another name carved in the dark.
Tell me, did you feel it too?
That glitch in time, that perfect blue.
The silence loud between the noise,
We're just static girls and signal boys.
We were neon hearts in midnight bloom,
Spinning fast to our own tune.
Kisses in the stereo haze,
Fading out in golden phase.
We didn’t last, but god, we felt—
Like everything, like nothing else.
Velvet nights and silver sweat,
Moments we tried to not forget.
Headlights paint our faces red,
Chasing dreams we never said.
Vinyl skips and phonk distort,
We loved in glitch, not in report.
A cosmic dance beneath the shame,
No finish line, just changing lanes.
Cassette rewind…
You called me “forever,”
But we were out of time.
Move like we’re still seventeen,
Under club lights, lost between
The highs, the lows, the midnight sins—
We wear our youth on borrowed skin.
We were neon hearts in midnight bloom,
Burning bright then gone too soon.
Songs we played, they still remain—
Like echoes trapped in windowpane.
We didn’t stay, but when we danced—
We lived like legends in a trance.
Maybe we were never meant to last...
But we were never static.