NIGHT FUNK Slowed

Night before Everything's just A little too Quiet. Silence isn't unfamiliar. Sound when quiet gets a little too loud. I miss music, I crave the crowd. We'll repeat the night before. Before. Night before. We'll Repeat the night before. Souvenir for the night is the hole ripped in My tights. Smoke in my hair, matte lipstick under Flashing lights. I see someone flying out the corner of my Eye, but it's the music that gives me the Butterflies. To say my goodbyes as I start to look For my ride. The guy who was catching my Eye, suddenly he's there by my side. Didn't wanna stay a minute more. Wasted time, I cannot afford. 'Cause he's holding the door. Dancing like the night before. Night before. Night before. We'll repeat the night Before. Night before. We'll repeat the night before.