[Intro] We thought it was just an old dance temple... how wrong we were... [Verse 1] Old man Silas pinged us at three a.m. sharp Talked of treasure in a concrete shrine Lost in the overgrown district, neon vines We expected beats, not... this kind of design Kicked the rusted door, lights stutter-glitched alive Then saw the harnesses... oh, this ain't no dive [Pre-Chorus] We expected strobe, got leather and chrome This CEO hid his kink in silicone [Chorus] Data Hit in the velvet night Data Hit, so filthy One glitch and the straps come alive Data Hit – we're guilty When the floor drops with neon bite Data Hit, still grinning Data Hit – who needs gold when you've got this thing [Verse 2] Vexa laughs, teases "Babe, check this swing-set glow" Jara mutters "May the signal stay un-tied in chrome" Pressure plates wink in patent black and rose Step wrong once - snap! you're gift-wrapped, I suppose Laser grids pulse like hearts on overdrive The Pleasure-Deck v0.8-beta hums inside [Pre-Chorus] Eternal Ecstasy – three-second loop of bliss Then random shocks that make you hiss [Chorus] Data Hit in the velvet night Data Hit, ridiculous One glitch and the loop kicks in again Data Hit – eternal spin When the beta shocks bite back tonight Data Hit, we take the win Data Hit – trash-tier treasure, best trip we've been [Bridge] Old circuits wheeze a lust from twenty years ago We snatch the deck - it zaps us, screams "Ooooh~!" real slow Vexa plugs in, grins like a maniac queen Jara sighs, yanks the cord before round thirteen [Outro] Lil’ Vexie... Jarie-Belle... Next time Silas calls, we're billing him triple... and maybe keeping the damn loop...
