Текст песни
City veins pulse with electric glow,
Every street a runway, every sign a code.
Mirrors flash, the pavement gleams,
We ride the grid — no static dreams.
Alleys twist, the corners call,
We dance with shadows, never fall.
No map, no rules, just neon trails,
We write our path through digital nights.
Feel the rhythm, feel the flow,
This is more than you could know.
Neon overdrive — the lights guide the way,
Neon overdrive — we own the display.
Neon overdrive — no turning back,
Neon overdrive — we never crash.
Signs blink red, then turn to gold,
We cut through static, break the mold.
Reflections blur, the world spins fast,
We are the pulse — the night’s own heartbeat.
No sirens here, no red and blue,
Just the hum of engines, the neon truth.
We chase the edge, we ride the line,
A symphony of speed in the city’s spine.
Overdrive…
Neon overdrive — the lights guide the way,
Neon overdrive — we own the display.
Neon overdrive — no turning back,
Neon overdrive — we never crash.
