[Verse 1] You text “I’m late” I’m lacing up Old stairwell Smells like dust and luck Blue wristband On my left hand Cab ride flicker Through the weekend
[Chorus] We got our neon running shoes On this cheap red carpet floor Spin like we can’t ever lose Crash into each other for more You pull me close and I refuse To think ’bout anything past this door We got our neon running shoes Neon running Running for more (hey!)
[Verse 2] Stamp on my wrist Smudge of your gloss Photo booth flash Catching every flaw Your laugh hits Right on the one Sweat on your collar Glitter in your tongue
[Chorus] We got our neon running shoes On this cheap red carpet floor Spin like we can’t ever lose Crash into each other for more You pull me close and I refuse To think ’bout anything past this door We got our neon running shoes Neon running Running for more (oh-oh)
[Bridge] You say “don’t slow down” Heart keeps counting 2-3-4 Eyes closed Lights surrounding If this is nothing Why’s it feel so true? Whole room fading Till it’s just me and you
[Chorus] We got our neon running shoes On this cheap red carpet floor Spin like we can’t ever lose Crash into each other for more You pull me close and I refuse To think ’bout anything past this door We got our neon running shoes Neon running Running for more
Musikstyle
dance, Bright italo-disco techno at 130 BPM, male vocals. Shimmering 80s analog leads on top of a tight four-on-the-floor pulse, bouncy octave bass locking with crisp claps. Verses stay clipped and rhythmic with dry vocal, chorus opens wide with stacked harmonies, glittery arps, and big side-chained pads. Short synth break after second chorus, then a final high-energy hook and cold stop on the downbeat., bright, techno, male vocals, disco