Disco Creeping
EDM
October 15, 2025
“Disco Creeping” is a shimmering ode to freedom, identity, and the art of being unapologetically yourself. Inspired by the road-trip spirit of To Wong Foo, the song celebrates queerness as both rebellion and beauty — a late-night parade of color, confidence, and self-creation. With its pulsing bass, smoky synths, and hypnotic rhythm, Disco Creeping moves like a slow revolution on the dance floor. The chorus — “Di-Di-Disco Creeping / hearts are beating / rainbow smoke in… Liberté toujours” — turns into a mantra for everyone who’s ever found truth in motion and freedom in disguise. This track isn’t just about nightlife; it’s about the quiet bravery of showing up as who you are — sequins, scars, and all. Somewhere between a whispered prayer and a runway confession, Disco Creeping reminds us that liberation doesn’t always roar. Sometimes, it glitters.
EDM
October 15, 2025
Top down, salt on skin,
Like To Wong Foo, we roll right in.
Mascara cracked, the speakers bleed,
No hands on the wheel tonight.
Disco Creeping
I mean it more than I should,
Wind rips lipstick off my mouth.
The road won’t ask where we’re going,
Still dancing where it hurt before.
Mirror ball cuts up my face,
Light keeps missing where I’m standing.
Some scars sing, some stay sore,
I don’t look good, just real.
Same song, different mark,
I stay longer than I planned.
Disco Creeping
hearts are beating,
Disco Creeping
Rainbow Smoke in
Liberté toujours.
Vodka tears on my skin,
I say your name too loud.
Hands collide, then disappear,
This part wasn’t in the plan.
Too much shine to look away,
Sweat hits the beat, I lose the line.
This one still won’t dance,
But still I choose this anyway.
I spin right past the bruise,
No rhythm left to hide in.
Disco Creeping
hearts are beating,
Disco Creeping
Rainbow Smoke in
Liberté toujours.
Top down, dawn in sight,
Lipstick ghosts in silver breath.
We dance on ruins, flirt with death,
And still I choose this, anyway.
City sleeps, the sea stands still,
I meant it more than I knew.
Disco Creeping
hearts are beating,
Disco Creeping
Rainbow Smoke in
Liberté toujours.