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[Verse] Sunshine bouncing off the green, chalk on my fingertips Cue ball’s rolling, feeling mean, got that fire when it hits Neon lights and smoky air, laughter lines the wooden floor But there’s a shadow hanging there, just outside the open door [Pre-Chorus] Every shot a little story, breaking silence like a drum Stacked up hearts, the game's allegory, and I’m the only one [Chorus] Rack ‘em up, let’s play this game, Heartbreak’s hiding in the frame But I’m spinning ‘round, I’m feeling fine, Sharper than a nine-ball line Rack ‘em up, don’t look away, Pool hall showdown, come what may Scoreboard’s burning, but I’ll survive, Sunny soul, I’m alive tonight [Verse] Crowd is cheering, side-eyes sting, memories in every break Fingers snapping, swing and fling, but girl, you made my heart ache Balls are rolling, pockets call, every shot a twisted rhyme In this bright and crowded hall, I’m rewriting my own time [Pre-Chorus] Every spin’s a sweet redemption, every crack a brand new start Wiping dust off old affection, playing with my wild, bold heart [Chorus] Rack ‘em up, let’s play this game, Heartbreak’s hiding in the frame But I’m spinning ‘round, I’m feeling fine, Sharper than a nine-ball line Rack ‘em up, don’t look away, Pool hall showdown, come what may Scoreboard’s burning, but I’ll survive, Sunny soul, I’m alive tonight [Bridge] The lights may flicker, crowds may fade But this queen’s got moves that never jade Cue in hand, a fire that’s bright I own this game, I own the night [Chorus] Rack ‘em up, let’s play this game, Heartbreak’s hiding in the frame But I’m spinning ‘round, I’m feeling fine, Sharper than a nine-ball line Rack ‘em up, don’t look away, Pool hall showdown, come what may Scoreboard’s burning, but I’ll survive, Sunny soul, I’m alive tonight [Outro] Sunny soul, I’m alive tonight Rack ‘em up, I’m winning this fight

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