[Intro] Heading straight back home right now would just squander this perfect night When the traffic light flips green, that flash becomes our starting sign ⸻ [Verse 1] Footsteps loop in circles, locking with the heartbeat of the street Neon keeps re-tracing all the silhouettes we leave behind Groove that leaks from earbuds sets the tempo beating deep inside Rather than what’s “correct,” I’d rather trust whatever feels divine ⸻ [Verse 2] A lonely taxi whispers by—the click that ends somebody’s day But I’m still walking onward, chasing scenes no notebook ever planned ⸻ [Hook 1] Step by step, bounce it just like that Passing strangers fold themselves into the track Shake your shoulders loose and swing it right back Turns out freedom waited right here in our path Don’t stop now, keep your natural pace Not another person’s scorecard—this is my case Cutting through the night wind, I keep moving ahead Like I’m breathing in the city night itself instead ⸻ [Verse 3] Slip beneath the underpass, steel girders humming overhead Graffiti murals repaint tonight’s whole sky in dripping reds Rocking rule-breaking Jordans, choosing flow by roots, not rules I ride the beat my blood remembers, never classroom tools ⸻ [Bridge] Crank the volume higher, pitch the sound into the open dark Heartbeat hits the kick drum, sparking like a single glowing mark The world is sprinting double-time; I lean into its built-in delay But this living feel’s a private label only I can play Negative space itself becomes the secret artwork of the night The freedom in my pocket stays invisible to common sight I move without a roadmap, every footstep landing naturally Turning city static into verses, clean and gradually ⸻ [Break] Red light halts my motion, then my feet restart the flow again Piece by piece, the rhythm and my body knit together then ⸻ [Hook 2] Step step step, bounce bounce bounce, ride the night Sampling every city heartbeat, stacking sound just right Up down up, spin spin spin, let it fly Half-forgotten worries fade into the groove inside Is this freedom? Maybe so—there’s never one true key We’ll keep bouncing till the sky dissolves and hands the dawn to me Destinations can stay blank for now; the loop itself feels fine We’ll draw tomorrow’s map together once the sunrise signs
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