Lyric

The signal turns crimson before it feels good

A thin line humming under my skin

I read the warnings like invitations

Step where they begin

I don’t confuse this with danger alone

It’s focus sharpening the frame

If pressure flashes first in red

I aim

Red zone reached—hold it!

Don’t lift—stay tight!

Hold the breath where restraint

Starts to glow

Red zone before pleasure, run it hot

Neon warnings say “why not.”

No comfort coded in proximity

I move on pure intensity

Feel the bass bite just before bliss

Every beat remembers this

When the limit begs for more

I cross

Sure

I’ve learned the color of restraint

How it flickers under load

Pleasure waits behind the line

You’re told

I don’t rush to call it loss or gain

I trust the heat it makes

If red means I’m exactly there

I stay

Limit stable don’t release!

Hold the edge ride it!

Red zone before pleasure, stay loud

Neon pulse owns the crowd

No rescue mapped in certainty

I trust the strain deliberately

Feel the rhythm tease the break

Every pulse is give and take

When the line begins to blur

I move

Closer

I know the cost of crossing lines

I know the weight they carry

But pleasure never taught me much

When I was wary

I don’t chase collapse or pain

I chase the spark

If red lights up the fastest truth

I mark

Not recklessness

Preparation

Letting the edge

Lead

Red zone before pleasure, ignite

Neon heat unlocks the night

No fear coded in intensity

Only trust in proximity

Feel the bass seal the score

Every beat asks for more

When the red turns into yes

I go Now