Summer Electro Bass Drop
dubstep house super bass hit summer party electrodance
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[Verse]
The asphalt is sweating through the soles of my boots
While the radio bleeds a low and lonesome truth
We gathered the kindling from the backyard fence
To burn away the ghosts of common sense
The ice in the bucket is shrinking to a pearl
At the edge of a frantic and spinning world
Copper wires hum a tune for the heat
As the dust begins to settle on the empty street
[Chorus]
Oh the golden age is a heavy crown
When the sun refuses to go on down
We are drinking the fire and chasing the light
In the belly of a long and restless night
Let the prophets talk and the gamblers play
We are washing the sins of the year away
The summer is a fever that we have to ride
With the windows open and the doors flung wide
[Verse]
There is a girl in a dress of faded blue
Counting out the things that she used to do
The boys are leaning on the rusted chrome
Wondering why they never felt at home
The dogs are barking at a passing ghost
As we raise a glass for a final toast
The peaches are bruised on the kitchen shelf
And every man is a stranger to himself
[Chorus]
Oh the golden age is a heavy crown
When the sun refuses to go on down
We are drinking the fire and chasing the light
In the belly of a long and restless night
Let the prophets talk and the gamblers play
We are washing the sins of the year away
The summer is a fever that we have to ride
With the windows open and the doors flung wide
[Chorus]
Oh the golden age is a heavy crown
When the sun refuses to go on down
We are drinking the fire and chasing the light
In the belly of a long and restless night
Let the prophets talk and the gamblers play
We are washing the sins of the year away
The summer is a fever that we have to ride
With the windows open and the doors flung wide
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