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Eurodance, electronic dance music (EDM), dance-pop

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The 90s are here and want their music back.

City’s in a coma, but the club still breathes,
cheap perfume and electric dreams.
Ticket to nowhere in my back pocket,
lost all my plans when the beat hit the socket.

You catch my eyes from across the crowd,
little half-smile cutting through the sound.
Every move you make pulls me in more,
like my name is written on this floor.

I don’t need drinks, I don’t need sleep,
I need that rhythm you keep.
One more track, we don’t slow down,
two lost hearts in a crowded town.

You take my hand, we spin around,
lose ourselves inside this sound.
If the world falls down outside that door,
I just want your heartbeat on the floor.

Dance with me ’til the night runs out,
’til our tired feet can’t feel the ground (Feel the Ground).
Hold me close when the lights grow weak,
let the sweat run down, let our bodies speak (Bodies speak).

Stay with me ’til the first grey sky,
’till the tired sun asks “where were you tonight?”
No more doubts, I don’t need more,
I just want your heartbeat on the floor (On the floor).

Shoes off, hair stuck to your face,
no one here is trying to look “grace.”
We’re off-beat, loud and unprepared,
but this broken style is the way we share.

Your laugh hits harder than the drums so fast,
every little moment I want to make last.
We clap, we shout, we jump in time,
no script, no line, just a crooked rhyme.

If Monday calls, let it wait outside,
right here is where we stay alive.
I don’t know where this goes after tonight,
but your hand on mine feels exactly right.

You take my hand, we spin around,
lose ourselves inside this sound.
If the world falls down outside that door,
I just want your heartbeat on the floor.

Stay with me ’til the first grey sky,
’till the tired sun asks “where were you tonight?”
No more doubts, I don’t need more,
I just want your heartbeat on the floor (On the floor).

No phones. No clocks.
No stories for tomorrow.
Only this song… and us.

If this is wrong, let it be sweet,
let the last beat burn in our feet.
When the music slowly hits the door,
promise me one more round on this floor.

Stay with me ’til the first grey sky,
’till the tired sun asks “where were you tonight?”
If life wants more, it can wait outside,
tonight your heartbeat is my guide (My Guide).

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ــہہـــــــــــــــــــــ٨ــــــــMــــــــــــــ❥ــ٨ــــــــــــــــــــــــہـــــــــــــــــــــ❥ــ٨ــــــــــــــــــــــــ The 90s are here and want their music back. ــہہـــــــــــــــــــــ٨ــــــــMــــــــــــــ❥ــ٨ــــــــــــــــــــــــہـــــــــــــــــــــ❥ــ٨ــــــــــــــــــــــــ City’s in a coma, but the club still breathes, cheap perfume and electric dreams. Ticket to nowhere in my back pocket, lost all my plans when the beat hit the socket. You catch my eyes from across the crowd, little half-smile cutting through the sound. Every move you make pulls me in more, like my name is written on this floor. I don’t need drinks, I don’t need sleep, I need that rhythm you keep. One more track, we don’t slow down, two lost hearts in a crowded town. You take my hand, we spin around, lose ourselves inside this sound. If the world falls down outside that door, I just want your heartbeat on the floor. Dance with me ’til the night runs out, ’til our tired feet can’t feel the ground (Feel the Ground). Hold me close when the lights grow weak, let the sweat run down, let our bodies speak (Bodies speak). Stay with me ’til the first grey sky, ’till the tired sun asks “where were you tonight?” No more doubts, I don’t need more, I just want your heartbeat on the floor (On the floor). Shoes off, hair stuck to your face, no one here is trying to look “grace.” We’re off-beat, loud and unprepared, but this broken style is the way we share. Your laugh hits harder than the drums so fast, every little moment I want to make last. We clap, we shout, we jump in time, no script, no line, just a crooked rhyme. If Monday calls, let it wait outside, right here is where we stay alive. I don’t know where this goes after tonight, but your hand on mine feels exactly right. You take my hand, we spin around, lose ourselves inside this sound. If the world falls down outside that door, I just want your heartbeat on the floor. Dance with me ’til the night runs out, ’til our tired feet can’t feel the ground (Feel the Ground). Hold me close when the lights grow weak, let the sweat run down, let our bodies speak (Bodies speak). Stay with me ’til the first grey sky, ’till the tired sun asks “where were you tonight?” No more doubts, I don’t need more, I just want your heartbeat on the floor (On the floor). No phones. No clocks. No stories for tomorrow. Only this song… and us. If this is wrong, let it be sweet, let the last beat burn in our feet. When the music slowly hits the door, promise me one more round on this floor. Dance with me ’til the night runs out, ’til our tired feet can’t feel the ground (Feel the Ground). Hold me close when the lights grow weak, let the sweat run down, let our bodies speak (Bodies speak). Stay with me ’til the first grey sky, ’till the tired sun asks “where were you tonight?” If life wants more, it can wait outside, tonight your heartbeat is my guide (My Guide).

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