Turn It Up

Turn it up… turn it up…

Yeah, I live in the sound

I don’t need a map, I don’t need a plan

I just follow where the bassline lands

Morning sun, headphones on, drifting through

Every streetlight turns into a cue

If the world gets loud with what I “should” do

I hit play and let the rhythm choose

No chains on my mind tonight

Just a beat and a blue sky

Every worry fades away

When the melody says “stay.”

I’m free—easy, breezy, living in the groove

Wild heart, light feet, got nothing to prove

I don’t chase the clock, I chase the feeling

Music in my veins, that’s my kind of healing

I’m free—wherever the night wants to move

If it sounds like life, then I’m breaking through

Turn it up, let it carry me—

I live how I listen: naturally

Some people save their dreams for later days

I let mine dance in a thousand ways

Late-night train, window glow, city sighs

I’m a satellite under neon skies

I don’t need perfect, I don’t need right

Just a song that fits the shape of my night

No rules on the road I ride

Just a hook and a good vibe

When the chorus lifts the air

I’m already halfway there

I’m free—easy, breezy, living in the groove

Wild heart, light feet, got nothing to prove

I don’t chase the clock, I chase the feeling

Music in my veins, that’s my kind of healing

I’m free—wherever the night wants to move

If it sounds like life, then I’m breaking through

Turn it up, let it carry me—

I live how I listen: naturally

Hands up—let it go, let it go

Let the rhythm wash your soul

No fear—no “maybe,” no “someday,”

Only right now, only this play

If I fall, I fall in time

If I rise, I rise in rhyme

I’m free—easy, breezy, living in the groove

Wild heart, light feet, got nothing to prove

I don’t chase the clock, I chase the feeling

Music in my veins, that’s my kind of healing

I’m free—wherever the night wants to move

If it sounds like life, then I’m breaking through

Turn it up, let it carry me—

I live how I listen: naturally

Turn it up… and set me loose

I live in the sound