[Verse] Neon blush on cracked concrete, Shadows stretch like whispered regrets. No permit, no stage, no red carpet lies— We dance where the city forgets to disguise. [Pre-Chorus] No name on the door, but the beat don’t lie, We burn the rules with every step we try. [Chorus] We’re the fire in the back alley, the pulse in the wire, Dancing like we don’t care, like we’ve got nothing to pay. String lights flicker, but we’re lighting the sky— We’re the night market rebels, we’re the ones who won’t die! [Verse] Sweat and smoke in the air, Crowd sways wild, no one’s there to stare. We don’t wait for permission—just take the beat in our bones, Break the rhythm, then dance in the shards we’ve thrown. [Pre-Chorus] No name on the door, but the beat don’t lie, We burn the rules with every step we try. [Chorus] We’re the fire in the back alley, the pulse in the wire, Dancing like we don’t care, like we’ve got nothing to pay. String lights flicker, but we’re lighting the sky— We’re the night market rebels, we’re the ones who won’t die! [Bridge] They said keep it quiet, don’t make a sound, But the night don’t listen—just feeds on the sound. We’re the ones they ban, the ones they erase, But when the lights go out, *we are the light we’ve made.* [Chorus] We’re the fire in the back alley, the pulse in the wire, Dancing like we don’t care, like we’ve got nothing to pay. String lights flicker, but we’re lighting the sky— We’re the night market rebels, we’re the ones who won’t die! [Outro] (Oh-oh-oh) Dancin’ in the afterglow, (Oh-oh-oh) No law, no fear, just the rhythm we know. (Oh-oh-oh) Light the sky, break the chain— We’re the ones they can’t erase... We’re the ones who won’t die.