Bassline Circuit Breaker

Popping bottles in the VIP,

city glow on my skin Bass shaking up the floor,

yeah, let the night begin Windows down,

flying high, rolling through the city street Got the rhythm in my

veins, stomping to this heavy beat

We go higher than the ceiling,

yeah we touch the sky

Feel the bass inside your chest,

we don’t need to try

Like a rocket in the night,

yeah we glowing bright Turn it up,

burn it down, we own the night (yeah) Sleek leather,

gold chains, flashing cameras in the dark Engine roaring like a beast,

yeah we about to leave a mark Ice cold,

crystal glass, everything is looking gold Living fast,

living loud, doing what we were told

We go higher than the ceiling,

yeah we touch the sky

Feel the bass inside your chest,

we don’t need to try

Like a rocket in the night,

yeah we glowing bright

Turn it up, burn it down,

we own the night (yeah)

(Drop the beat, heavy synth)

Drop it low.

Feel the bass.

In the zone.

Out of space. Let's go!

Fading lights, still buzzing...

Yeah, we own the night.