
Exhilaration Exhilaration That feeling you used to get, waking up on your birthday. That feeling you used to get, thinking this night, might be the night. Nothing beats the rush, entering your first party, hopefully kissing your crush. I’m still chasing the static in my veins That electric little god, inside my brain Like a drug I never learned to replace, I still run for it, I still love the chase. When I was ten, a stick was a sword. Now I need danger when I feel bored. That sugar-rush in summer rain. Uuuh, the dizzy spin, the scraped-up knees. I still hear that distant spark, Scratching signals in the dark Give me the rush, the stupid grin The beautiful noise I lived in I’m still chasing the static in my veins That electric little god, inside my brain Like a drug I never learned to replace, I still run for it, I still love the chase. Exhilaration Exhilaration Exhilaration Exhilaration I’m still chasing the static in my veins That electric little god, inside my brain Like a drug I never learned to replace, I still run for it, I still love the chase. That electric little god, inside my brain.