[Intro: kick and rising pads, crowd-feeling energy, 20–30 seconds] Lights up... don’t you come down... [Verse 1] Warehouse weather on a Saturday night, Sweat on the speaker, hearts on the light, Everybody shining like they found the sun, One more hour and we’re never done... [Pre-Chorus] Hands up... let it take you... [Chorus] The Drop hits sweet across the night, Fire in the body, breathe in the light, From the floor to the clouds we climb, 90s in the blood — out of time! [Instrumental: dance-floor groove, filtered bliss, then the drop] [Verse 2] Glow on the faces in a borrowed dark, Nobody leaving, nobody keeping score, The night keeps opening one more door, We came to disappear and ask for more... [Pre-Chorus] Hands up... let it take you... [Chorus] The Drop hits sweet across the night, Fire in the body, breathe in the light, From the floor to the clouds we climb, 90s in the blood — out of time! [Bridge: breakdown, pads and kick only, then euphoric rebuild] [Final Chorus] The Drop hits sweet across the night... (ends on ringing synths and a last warm kick)
