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SYNCOPATE
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SYNCOPATE
[Verse 1]
Massive groove takes full control
In this jazz, it plays the leading role
Syncopate now, catch every beat
Sign a pact with the sound, feel the heat
Rhythms stamp on the hard cobblestones
The beat runs deep through your veins and bones
The world explodes in electric light
This city fuels you day and night
Syncopate your mind, stay sharp
Bass rolls deep like a midnight highway
Feel the drive as the intro sparks
No true connoisseur walks away
Through the maze where the hit grooves entwine
Sound rebounds off the grey stone walls
Breaking free from the rules and lines
As it slides down the guitar frets
[Chorus]
Catch this beat where the sounds entwine
Breath of the streets, your hands in motion
Copper sparks and steel combine
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
[Verse 2]
Complex code of a sonic score
Takes its shape somewhere deep within
Bending patterns we've known before
Break away from the world you're in
Accent the offbeat, nerve in each leap
Clench your will, let the fire fly
Draw your words like bullets you keep
Save the last one for the final high
Under the eye of a wild cyclone
On the funk, we'll keep moving ahead
Let the groove take us further on
Feel the fire come alive instead
[Chorus]
Catch this beat where the sounds entwine
Breath of the streets, your hands in motion
Copper sparks and steel combine
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
[Final Chorus]
We're beyond our dreams, beyond what we knew
No more limits, no borders to find
Jazz-rock beneath neon skies
We found what we sought, left the old world behind
Funk breaks the walls, lets the feeling come through
No stone-cold faces, no hearts made of stone
We're beyond our dreams, beyond what we knew
No more limits, no borders to find
Jazz-rock beneath neon skies
We found what we sought, left the old world behind
Funk breaks the walls, lets the feeling come through
No stone-cold faces, no hearts made of stone
[Verse 1]
Massive groove takes full control
In this jazz, it plays the leading role
Syncopate now, catch every beat
Sign a pact with the sound, feel the heat
Rhythms stamp on the hard cobblestones
The beat runs deep through your veins and bones
The world explodes in electric light
This city fuels you day and night
Syncopate your mind, stay sharp
Bass rolls deep like a midnight highway
Feel the drive as the intro sparks
No true connoisseur walks away
Through the maze where the hit grooves entwine
Sound rebounds off the grey stone walls
Breaking free from the rules and lines
As it slides down the guitar frets
[Chorus]
Catch this beat where the sounds entwine
Breath of the streets, your hands in motion
Copper sparks and steel combine
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
[Verse 2]
Complex code of a sonic score
Takes its shape somewhere deep within
Bending patterns we've known before
Break away from the world you're in
Accent the offbeat, nerve in each leap
Clench your will, let the fire fly
Draw your words like bullets you keep
Save the last one for the final high
Under the eye of a wild cyclone
On the funk, we'll keep moving ahead
Let the groove take us further on
Feel the fire come alive instead
[Chorus]
Catch this beat where the sounds entwine
Breath of the streets, your hands in motion
Copper sparks and steel combine
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
We're beyond our dreams, beyond the notion
[Final Chorus]
We're beyond our dreams, beyond what we knew
No more limits, no borders to find
Jazz-rock beneath neon skies
We found what we sought, left the old world behind
Funk breaks the walls, lets the feeling come through
No stone-cold faces, no hearts made of stone
We're beyond our dreams, beyond what we knew
No more limits, no borders to find
Jazz-rock beneath neon skies
We found what we sought, left the old world behind
Funk breaks the walls, lets the feeling come through
No stone-cold faces, no hearts made of stone
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