Новаяv6

**[Intro]** *(Dark, atmospheric synth pad, heavy 808 sub-bass rumble, sparse Afrobeats shaker)* Yeah... Suno The city is sleeping, but we are wide awake In the static... **[Verse 1]** Scrolling through your feed, but I only see your ghost Neon lights are bleeding on the pavement of our coast You a digital high, a glitch in my design Got me chasing shadows, sipping on cheap wine Said you needed space, but you orbiting my phone Dark pop in my veins, but I'm feeling it alone Your love is a virus, encrypted and cold Got me locked in the basement, searching for your gold **[Pre-Chorus]** *(Afrobeats percussion kicks in: log drum, syncopated hi-hats)* Heartbeat syncopated, bassline overrated We are complicated, love intoxicated Pull me in, push me out, what is this about? Silence is so loud when the feelings turn to drought **[Chorus]** *(R&B vocal runs layered over a heavy, modern Afropop bounce)* 'Cause your love is a fever, a midnight disease Got me down on my knees in the dark pop breeze We are toxic, we are gold, a story never told In the static of the night, we lose all control Fused with the rhythm, the pain and the fire Burning up the wire, taking us higher But we crash on the floor, then we come back for more It's a dark pop addiction knocking on the door **[Verse 2]** Whispering in Auto-Tune, your secrets hit the drone I built a little shrine out of the data on my phone You say you love the silence, but you love the chase Got a different mask for every time and place I'm a modern martyr for a love that ain't real Got me feeling feelings that I shouldn't feel This Afrobeats rhythm is a war drum in my chest Putting this obsession to the ultimate test **[Pre-Chorus]** Heartbeat syncopated, bassline overrated We are complicated, love intoxicated Pull me in, push me out, what is this about? Silence is so loud when the feelings turn to drought **[Chorus]** 'Cause your love is a fever, a midnight disease Got me down on my knees in the dark pop breeze We are toxic, we are gold, a story never told In the static of the night, we lose all control Fused with the rhythm, the pain and the fire Burning up the wire, taking us higher But we crash on the floor, then we come back for more It's a dark pop addiction knocking on the door **[Bridge]** *(Music strips back to just a deep sub-bass and a single, echoing piano chord)* Is it love? Or just the algorithm? Another sad collision in the prism... (Reverse cymbal swell) I don't wanna delete you... but I can't keep you... The battery is dying... and I'm still trying... **[Drop / Final Chorus]** *(Full Afropop energy explodes: log drums, brass stabs, layered harmonies)* FEVER! Midnight disease! Down on my knees in the dark pop breeze! Toxic! We are gold! Static of the night, lose control! Burning up the wire, taking us higher! Dark pop addiction! Burning desire! We crash on the floor, then we come back for more... *(Music cuts abruptly to silence)* ...Knocking on the door. **[Outro]** *(Ambient rain sound, distant 808 tail)* Dark pop... Afro... Static... Just static... *(Fade out)*