Circuits aligned
No thought, just time
Follow the line
I feel the neon pulse A rhythm I can't fight
I feel the neon pulse In the electric night
I feel the neon pulse A rhythm I can't fight
I feel the neon pulse In the electric night
No past, no fate Just this frequency state
The hi-hats,
they cycle The kick drum,
a spike clue
I feel the neon pulse A rhythm I can't fight
I feel the neon pulse In the electric night
I feel the neon pulse A rhythm I can't fight
I feel the neon pulse In the electric night
Hypnotic repetition Conditioned need addition
No chord, no change Just this seed of no range
I
feel the neon pulse In
the
electric night