We Own This Town

The asphalt's waving in the city heat
Another Monday, stuck on repeat
Got your message, a single glowing dot
Says "Five more minutes 'til we blow this spot"
I see your headlights cut the hazy air
Leave their voicemails on read, leave 'em there
Oh, the needle's kissing red, the engine screams our name
We're chasing horizons, playing a reckless game
The sun on the chrome, yeah, we're a blinding flash
Burning through the moment, living in the crash
We are the fever, we are the sound
Tonight, we own this empty town
Streetlights blurring into watercolor streaks
Forgetting all the deadlines and the coming weeks
Your hand is on the shifter, mine is on the glass
Watching all the concrete worries fade and pass
We're not searching for a place we need to be
Just an empty stretch of road to set us free
Oh, the needle's kissing red, the engine screams our name
We're chasing horizons, playing a reckless game
The sun on the chrome, yeah, we're a blinding flash
Burning through the moment, living in the crash
We are the fever, we are the sound
Tonight, we own this empty town
Let 'em wonder where we are
Two renegades beneath the stars
This beat's the only pulse we need
Planting a rebellious seed
The fever, the sound
Yeah, we own this town
The fever, the sound
'Til the sun comes back around