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He steps into the night, under neon lights,

A hero in his mind,

He’s chasing that high, can't let it fade,

Dressed to the nines

The music’s pumping loud, bass in his chest,

But without his fix, he’s just a guest

He needs the spark, that chemical thrill,

To feel alive, to feel fulfilled

He can't feel the rhythm without that fire,

Lost in a world where the stakes climb higher

With a grin on his face, he's the king of the floor,

But deep down inside, he's wanting more

He’s the king of the dancefloor, ruling the night,

But it's all in a pill that makes him feel right.

Without the buzz, he feels so alone,

He can’t have fun when the thrill is gone

He hides behind lights, the beat in his veins,

Drowning out whispers of heartache and pain.

The music's his shield, the crowd just a haze,

But deep down inside, he's lost in a maze

He can't feel the rhythm without that fire,

Lost in a world where the stakes climb higher

With a grin on his face, he's the king of the floor,

But deep down inside, he's wanting more

One, two, fuck you

He can't feel the rhythm without that fire,

Lost in a world where the stakes climb higher

With a grin on his face, he's the king of the floor,

But deep down inside, he's wanting more