VØNTAK - Streetlight serenade

Drum machine is ticking like a time bomb.
Bassline in my backbone sits across the sky; I got a pocket full of thunder and a reason to fly.
Leather on my shoulder, rhythm in my stride,
Ain't nobody gonna take this groove right.
City's like a circuit, I'm a spark in the wire; turn it up,
Baby, set the night on fire.