The city breathes in syncopated waves tonight

A million heartbeats racing toward the morning light

I'm just a ghost inside this rhythm moving through the sound

Chasing something that was lost and never will be found

My thoughts are scattered like the fragments of a shattered beat

But in the chaos there's a pattern something bittersweet

And when the bassline drops and shakes the concrete floor

I feel a little less alone than I did before

I'm chasing the breakbeat! Through the static and the noise

A fleeting moment of connection a semblance of a voice

The drums are like a lifeline in a world that's grown so cold

A story in the rhythm that is waiting to be told

I'm chasing the breakbeat!

I saw you in the strobe lights just a flicker in the haze

Another soul adrift in these bewildering arrays

For a second our rhythms locked in something like a trance

A silent conversation in a stolen fleeting glance

Then the beat dropped out the moment shattered and was gone

And I was left here wondering how to even carry on

But the drums keep rolling pulling me back from the edge

A promise whispered on the sonic ledge

I'm chasing the breakbeat! Through the static and the noise

A fleeting moment of connection a semblance of a voice

The drums are like a lifeline in a world that's grown so cold

A story in the rhythm that is waiting to be told

I'm chasing the breakbeat!

Maybe the chase is the point Maybe the beat is the only thing that's real Maybe I'll just... keep running