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1 last chance by Max

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1 last chance by Max - Disco Meets Edm music cover art

1 last chance

Disco Meets Edm

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Mirrors catch a cigarette ember, velvet ropes unlace. The DJ spins a silver coin, it jumps, it finds our place.
Neon chin-high lipstick on a shattered glass of ice. You laugh, the room folds inward, every second's priced.
Strobe heart ticking quicker, fingertips on chrome. We trade the old confessions for a brand new home.
The bass is like a handshake, warm and slightly cruel. Tonight we break the rules that used to make us dull.
One last chance — let the beatball save us. Spin the light, drop the floor, we become weightless.
All the E A A F chords glow on the notes until they blaze. One last chance, the disco melts into the bass.
Velvet smoke and barstool profits, bottles like small moons. A kiss that tastes of city rain, a synth that hums in tune.
Your jacket catches glitter, a single flash of chrome. We're stitched to this electric seam until the morning's thrown.
Hands map constellations on somebody's sweaty shirt. The clock forgets its digits when the speakers start to flirt.
Chains of light break slowly, falling like thin rain. We learn to live in measures, forget the weight of pain.
One last chance — let the beatball save us. Spin the light, drop the floor, we become weightless.
All the E A A F chords glow on the notes until they blaze. One last chance, the disco melts into the bass.
Under the dome of purple steam, the orchestra of night expands. Chantems hold the heartbreak while the synths take both our hands.
A whispered vocal turns the notes to embers, climb the scale. F E A A F G H C F A C G C A F G A
A silver train.
One last chance, let the beatball save us. One last chance, come alive inside the bass.
Leave the lights where they fall, and we'll find the glow again. A fingerprint on the night, the memory of when.
One last chance, one last breath, the beatball spins us home. Forever in the flash and hum, we will not be alone.
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