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She walks in like a wildfire, dancing off the stress,

Bottle after bottle, now the heaviness is less.

Clubs got a heartbeat, and it’s pulling her in,

She leans to the booth like, “DJ, let the whole world spin.”

She walks in like a wildfire, dancing off the stress,

Bottle after bottle, now the heaviness is less.

Clubs got a heartbeat, and it’s pulling her in,

She leans to the booth like, “DJ, let the world spin.”

Forget every word that ever cut my skin,

Sip slow, then faster—let the heat begin.

Eyes half-lidded, body sways with the sound,

No thoughts left to hold—just night (all around).

Bottle-light on her shoulders, soft glow, no disguise,

She moves like a fever you can’t tame with your eyes.

Hands on her waistline, pulling closer to the sound,

Every step says “don’t ask”—we don’t go back now.

Drömvakna, closer, please closer, please,

Turn the temperature—make it feel like .

No chill, no distance, just a warmer kind of truth,

Speakers know my name and they’re pulling me through.

Hands up, spin it—don’t slow, don’t stop,

Bottles on the vibe while the night makes me hot.

Say my name, Drömvakna ,

left, right—yeah we’re dancing anyway.

She walks in like a wildfire, dancing off the stress,

Bottle after bottle, now the heaviness is less.

Clubs got a heartbeat, and it’s pulling her in,

She leans to the booth like, “DJ, let the whole world spin.”

Forget every word that ever hurt her,

Sip slow, then faster—let the heat blur her.

Body on the rhythm, eyes going half-close,

Bassline on her skin like a secret she chose.

Drömvakna… (Drömvakna…) louder in my ear,

Let it rise, let it burn, let it take my fear.