Undefined

Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Stepped In slow, the usual haze. City rhythm in a lonely maze. Your eyes met mine across the space. Couldn't hide that subtle grace. The speakers calling, got that pulse inside. No place left to run, nowhere left to hide. Just another silent knowing glance. Lost inside this hypnotic trance. Got that silent language speaking low. Telling me exactly where to go. Yeah, that feeling starts to grow. From the concrete up, you know. This midnight current's got a hold on me. Pulling us deep, we're wild and free. Just feel that rhythm, baby, set you loose. Another hit, another dose, yeah, that's the juice. From the sidewalk beat to the flashing lights. We own these early morning nights. No need for words, just let the feeling ride. Yeah, that's the wave we're surfing side by side. Whispers heavy on a humid breeze. Moving through the crowd with such ease. Every drop, every drop, it starts to spin. Like a secret only we are in. The air is thick with something undefined. Leaving all your worries far behind. Just a moment out of space and time. Every move, a perfect rhyme. Got that silent language speaking low. Telling me exactly where to go. Yeah, that feeling starts to grow. From the concrete up, you know. This midnight current's got a hold on me. Pulling us deep, we're wild and free. Just feel that rhythm, baby, set you loose. Another hit, another dose, yeah, that's the juice. From the sidewalk beat to the flashing lights. We own these early morning nights. No need for words, just let the feeling ride. Yeah, that's the wave we're surfing side by side. They chase the daylight, fake and bright. We find our truth in the fading light. An undercurrent, strong and deep. Secrets that the shadows keep. This energy just won't fade away. Gonna ride this wave till the break of day. Ooh. This midnight current's got a hold on me. Pulling us deep, we're wild and free. Just feel that rhythm, baby, set you loose. Another hit, another dose, yeah, that's the juice. From the sidewalk beat to the flashing lights. We own these early morning nights. No need for words, just let the feeling ride. Yeah, that's the wave we're surfing, that's the Juice. Midnight current in the Lonely.