Doubts? Cute.
Let’s drown ‘em in decibels.
Bills on the table, drama on the phone,
But the bassline says, “you’re not alone.”
Pressure outside keeps knockin’ loud,
We just answer with a dancing crowd.
Mistakes got teeth, they bite all day,
But under these lights they melt away.
So pour me regret in a tall, tall glass,
I’ll chase it down with a funky brass.
(Oh-oh!) Life’s too short to tiptoe fine,
We’re off the map, but the groove’s the sign.
Every fear we face, we redesign
We drown our doubts in a bassline.
Drown your doubts in basslines, turn the volume high!
Every worry fades when the speakers cry.
Shake it off, no shame, no ties,
Drown your doubts in basslines, basslines!
(Ayy!) Clap to the chaos, jump to the sound,
Fear can’t swim when the beats surround.
Drown your doubts in basslines, basslines!
That’s how we get loud!
Basslines! Basslines! Drown ‘em out tonight!
(Heartbeat hits like flashing lights!)
Ex texted twice yeah, I left on read,
But I sent her this track instead.
Doubts keep creeping like they own the floor,
But the DJ locks that exit door.
We’re drunk on rhythm, tipsy on funk,
Every bad choice gets remixed, punk.
This therapy’s cheap, no doctor’s fee,
Just sweat, love, and a four-four beat.
(Oh-oh!) Who needs quiet? Who needs calm?
We medicate with groove and charm.
Every scar we’ve got, we redesign
We drown our doubts in a bassline.
Drown your doubts in basslines, turn the volume high!
Every worry fades when the speakers cry.
Shake it off, no shame, no ties,
Drown your doubts in basslines, basslines!
(Ayy!) Clap to the chaos, jump to the sound,
Fear can’t swim when the beats surround.
Drown your doubts in basslines, basslines!
That’s how we get loud!
Therapy? Expensive.
Party? Effective.
Doubts? Defective.
Bass? Corrective.
Drown it, drown it, drown it deep.
Bassline’s louder than the secrets we keep.
Drown it, drown it, drown it right,
Turn those doubts into flashing lights!
Drown your doubts in basslines, turn the volume high!
Every worry fades when the speakers cry.
Shake it off, no shame, no ties,
Drown your doubts in basslines, basslines!
(Ayy!) Clap to the chaos, jump to the sound,
Fear can’t swim when the beats surround.
Drown your doubts in basslines, basslines!
That’s how we get loud!
Silence called…
But the bassline hung up.
(You’re welcome.)