[ Featuring Matah ]
When the night is cold and the wind hits the door
When the thunders finally release the storm
When the club is over and people is gone
Then, when you can feel how slow the beat goes.
The smoke is in the air and it defines the light
The floor is wet and smells like lemon, mint and ice
All of the kik, all of the skank is out of time now
Sub bass is over but still sound inside you
Me in a bubble a bubble a bubble a bubble a bubble in time
In a bubble a bubble a bubble a bubble slow beat no runner
A lot,a lot,a lot,a lot,a lot of good love
A lot,a lot,a lot,a lot,a lot of good vibes
Outside the man are waiting, smoking on the truck
The crew inside are checking all boxes and amps
Now everything is quiet until next night
Sunrise is coming and a man turn off the lights
Me in a bubble a bubble a bubble a bubble a bubble in time
In a bubble a bubble a bubble a bubble slow beat no runner
A lot,a lot,a lot,a lot,a lot of good love
A lot,a lot,a lot,a lot,a lot of good vibes
