Mm... yeah. Melbourne, after midnight. Breathe in. Now listen... don't move. Gear up turn throttle Fog on the Yarra, neon on the water Flinders Street clock counting down the order Laneways whisper like a secret on repeat Every step I take is a pulse beneath your feet, screen dark Last tram rattling through a city full of thugs Graffiti walls bleeding burncity colours...... Wait....dont move Alright let's go..... quick Gotta be smart, alternative is stolen kicks, no wallet no Keys .....everynight .tired one eye open ...... Stab you in ya sleep Police sirens Stainless .38 45's make a sound Echos loud and far from the 12 gauge rounds Slow... slower Let the bassline in You're not hearing me, you're feeling me That's where the trance begins Look into the rhythm Let the rhythm look back Count it down with me Three... two... one... black You're under, you're under Melbourne in your head You're under, you're under Every word I said Bass in your bones, tram in your veins Lights going out, I'm the one who remains You're under, you're under Don't wake up yet Brunswick to the CBD, shadows on the glass Cold wind off the Bay while the whole town passes Collins Street shaking in the sub I'm sending Westgate lights like a story never ending I don't raise my voice, I lower it to reach you Quieter I go, the more the beat will teach you Eyes half shut, shoulders drop Breathe when I breathe And you won't want it to stop midnight shouldn't be here screens dark, don't wanna fade Look into the rhythm Let the rhythm look back Count it down with me Three... two... one... black You're under, you're under Melbourne in your head You're under, you're under Every word I said Bass in your bones, tram in your veins Lights going out, I'm the one who remains You're under, you're under Don't wake up yet Listen... No past. No noise. Just the pulse... and my voice. Southern Cross, midnight air Everything you carry... leave it there. Deeper. Deeper. City heartbeat Slow then louder Every light behind you Turns to powder Can you feel it Rising now Three... two... one... You're under, you're under Melbourne in your head You're under, you're under Every word I said Bass in your bones, tram in your veins Lights going out, I'm the one who remains You're under, you're under Say it slow... say it low You're under... and you don't want to go Mm... Last tram home. Fog on the water. Wake up slowly... Or don't.
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