[Verse 1] Neon buzzin’ like a restless nerve, Coffee-stained dreams I still deserve. Nine-to-five ghosts drift past the glass, Everybody movin’, nobody asks. [Pre-Chorus] Keep the volume down, keep the spirit loud, Findin’ peace where they chase the crowd. [Chorus] Slow burn city, I’m ridin’ that flame, Tryna make love outta life’s little game. Too many lights, not enough stars, I’d trade all this speed for a beat-up guitar. [Verse 2] Billboard truths and deadline lies, Got me watchin’ sunsets through pixel eyes. But rhythm’s medicine, rhyme’s my rest, I talk to the kick drum, confess my stress. [Bridge] We don’t rush the healing here, We let it melt into the year. Every loop a prayer, every chord a sigh, In a city that runs, I learn to walk by. [Chorus ×2] Slow burn city, I’m ridin’ that flame, Tryna make love outta life’s little game. Too many lights, not enough stars, I’d trade all this speed for a beat-up guitar. [Outro] So I breathe between the bass and snare, That’s my church, right there.
