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Ripped jeans, rooftop skies,
Bluetooth love and alibi lies.
Passing laughs like cigarette smoke,
We were young, and the world was a joke.
Midnight trains and stickered phones,
Talking loud just to not feel alone.
Time ran wild like our beat-up shoes—
We didn’t plan to win, just refused to lose.
We had flashlight hearts in a blackout town,
Spinning in circles, just burning out.
Moments gone like songs in the rain,
We held on tight, let go again.
Under neon gods and traffic light stars,
We loved like the world was ours.
Pink skies on parking lot floors,
Falling asleep behind thrift-store doors.
You played me demos on broken gear,
Said, “Everything fades, but let’s disappear.”
We kissed in clubs where no one sees,
Our youth on loop like warped CDs.
Every glance a short-lived flame—
Too real to last, too fast to name.
We had flashlight hearts in a blackout town,
Spinning in circles, just burning out.
Moments gone like songs in the rain,
We held on tight, let go again.
Under neon gods and traffic light stars,
We loved like the world was ours.
I remember your voice through static beats,
Your shadow in crosswalk symphonies.
We weren't meant to stay, only pass through—
But damn, it was magic the way we flew.
We had flashlight hearts in a blackout town,
One more spin before it all shuts down.
Laughing ghosts in flashing light,
We were wrong, but it felt so right.
Under neon gods and traffic light stars,
We burned too quick, but left our scars.