Tic-taca (club mix)
Green glow, low light Hazard tape in the night Taste that edge,
no escape Close enough to feel the shake Feel it hit,
body wake Slow burn in the wide-eyed take No cure,
no calm Pull me back when the bass comes on
Head spin, feet move Cold air,
hot groove You can fight it,
but the room knows One more step and the whole line goes
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca Tic-taca
Fast rush, mercury blur Every glance feels like a trigger
Mouth dry, lights flash Midnight moves in a sudden dash Green haze
on the rise You get caught in the bright-line skies No stop,
no fear Just the kick when the drop comes near
Head spin, feet move Cold air,
hot groove You can fight it,
but the room knows
One more step and the whole line goes
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca Tic-taca
Sweet flash, sharp turn No brakes,
let the tempo burn Low voice,
loud lights We lean in through the strobe-line nights One more loop,
one more sign Keep it tight,
keep it on time Green glow,
hard grin Let the rhythm pull you in
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca taca taca tic
Tic-taca Tic-taca