Lyric

(Flickering lights…)

(Ghosts still dance here…)

Mirror cracks in neon light

Dusty floors from endless nights

Empty drinks and hollow beats

Same old faces, dead repeats

Fifty years and nothing changed

Just the rhythm rearranged

Every night, the same charade

Lonely hearts in masquerade

We are the ghosts of the disco

Still moving slow in a fast show

Trapped in loops we used to crave

Now just shadows we can’t save

We are the ghosts of the disco

Dancing quiet where lights don’t glow

No applause, just echo fades

Living stories no one plays

She was beauty in the haze

Now a silhouette in maze

We don’t talk, we just align

Steps rehearsed a thousand times

Laughing lines drawn on our skin

Youth is gone, but we begin

Every night, again, again

Spinning silence, no refrain

We are the ghosts of the disco

Whispers lost in stereo

Once alive, now part machine

Bleeding slow in silver sheen

We are the ghosts of the disco

Haunted rhythm, never let go

Still pretending we belong

To a beat that plays too long

(We were golden... once...)

(Now just flickers in the fog...)

We are the ghosts of the disco

Moving still though time says no

Dancing grief in mirrored halls

No one catches when one falls

Ghosts of the disco

Still spinning slow

Still spinning slow

(Still here...)