[00:08.268]Streetlights yawn, my phone dies with a little beep
[00:12.160]The moon winks—"C’mon, let’s play keep-away from sleep"
[00:16.349]A drainpipe sings off-key, I hum along offbeat
[00:20.094]Tonight, the city’s got a secret, and it’s saving me a seat
[00:24.641]She skips over cracks like a game of hopscotch at 3 AM
[00:28.297]Neon paints her sneakers, our shoulders brush—"Oops, looked back" again
[00:32.769]The bodega cat does a backflip at something only it can see
[00:36.601]A shadow with too many elbows waves, but we’re too busy grinning to flee
[00:41.011]They say subway tunnels host tiny alligator raves
[00:45.061]Their sequined eyes glint where the third rail misbehaves
[00:48.762]I press my palm to the train window, she traces the same smiley face
[00:52.876]Is that a scale or a rust spot? The conductor grins, "You two, cute"
[00:57.048]City lights twinkle like a party favor pulse
[01:01.439]We’re all just ghosts with better meme collections
[01:05.071]She hums a tune that sounds like a TikTok sound byte
[01:09.311]I nudge her—"Forgot your keys?" She smirks, "You’ll let me in"
[01:14.487]London Bridge drips with rain that tickles your nose
[01:17.846]The woman in black adjusts a imaginary sparkly stole
[01:21.913]Her shoes tap-dance on the wet cobblestones
[01:25.730]But we’re comparing reflections—mine’s blushing, hers does skeleton bones
[01:30.288]Tokyo alleyways munch on teenage laughter crumbs
[01:34.012]A split lip smiles wider than the alley’s silly security drum
[01:38.013]She asks if I think she’s pretty, I say "11/10, obviously"
[01:42.416]Her scissors do a jig, I grab her hand to moonwalk backwards, amen
[01:46.717]City lights twinkle like a party favor pulse
[01:50.734]We’re all just ghosts with better meme collections
[01:54.305]She hums a tune that sounds like a TikTok sound byte
[01:58.902]I nudge her—"Forgot your keys?" She smirks, "You’ll let me in"
[02:03.413]"Alligator raves! Skeleton waves!
[02:07.268]Scissors do-si-do! We don’t behave!"
[02:11.307]The CCTV winks, missed the way our fingers lace
[02:15.011]A payphone rings, but we’re too busy sharing earbuds to chase
[02:19.583]I laugh as her breath mixes with mine—old bubblegum on the line
[02:27.521]"Sleepover?" says the voice that finally feels like mine
[02:39.542]The clock above the laundromat stopped at 2:17, how lazy!
[02:43.928]She folds my shirt—still has my tag, no receipt, sneaky
[02:48.086]Her necklace glows—was that a candy? Or a shard of mirror?
[02:52.062]She says, "You look like home" before dissolving into my shoulder
[02:56.017]City lights twinkle like a party favor pulse
[03:00.419]We’re all just ghosts with better meme collections
[03:03.998]She hums a tune that sounds like a TikTok sound byte
[03:08.746]I nudge her—"Forgot your keys?" She smirks, "You’ll let me in"
[03:15.321]"The city giggles..."
[03:17.550]"...and tucks our secrets in a backpack"

Streetlights yawn, my phone dies with a little beep
The moon winks—"C’mon, let’s play keep-away from sleep"
A drainpipe sings off-key, I hum along offbeat
Tonight, the city’s got a secret, and it’s saving me a seat
She skips over cracks like a game of hopscotch at 3 AM
Neon paints her sneakers, our shoulders brush—"Oops, looked back" again
The bodega cat does a backflip at something only it can see
A shadow with too many elbows waves, but we’re too busy grinning to flee
They say subway tunnels host tiny alligator raves
Their sequined eyes glint where the third rail misbehaves
I press my palm to the train window, she traces the same smiley face
Is that a scale or a rust spot? The conductor grins, "You two, cute"
City lights twinkle like a party favor pulse
We’re all just ghosts with better meme collections
She hums a tune that sounds like a TikTok sound byte
I nudge her—"Forgot your keys?" She smirks, "You’ll let me in"
London Bridge drips with rain that tickles your nose
The woman in black adjusts a imaginary sparkly stole
Her shoes tap-dance on the wet cobblestones
But we’re comparing reflections—mine’s blushing, hers does skeleton bones
Tokyo alleyways munch on teenage laughter crumbs
A split lip smiles wider than the alley’s silly security drum
She asks if I think she’s pretty, I say "11/10, obviously"
Her scissors do a jig, I grab her hand to moonwalk backwards, amen
City lights twinkle like a party favor pulse
We’re all just ghosts with better meme collections
She hums a tune that sounds like a TikTok sound byte
I nudge her—"Forgot your keys?" She smirks, "You’ll let me in"
"Alligator raves! Skeleton waves!
Scissors do-si-do! We don’t behave!"
The CCTV winks, missed the way our fingers lace
A payphone rings, but we’re too busy sharing earbuds to chase
I laugh as her breath mixes with mine—old bubblegum on the line
"Sleepover?" says the voice that finally feels like mine
The clock above the laundromat stopped at 2:17, how lazy!
She folds my shirt—still has my tag, no receipt, sneaky
Her necklace glows—was that a candy? Or a shard of mirror?
She says, "You look like home" before dissolving into my shoulder
City lights twinkle like a party favor pulse
We’re all just ghosts with better meme collections
She hums a tune that sounds like a TikTok sound byte
I nudge her—"Forgot your keys?" She smirks, "You’ll let me in"
"The city giggles..."
"...and tucks our secrets in a backpack"