Skyline Holds Its Breath (έκδοση 2)

Verse

Glass tower blinking, slow like it's tired

Amber light dripping down twenty-three floors

Concrete still holding the heat of the daytime

I leave my name at the door

Bassline is pulling my ribs to the rhythm

Fog on the window, my breath on the glass

Nobody's watching, the room isn't with them

Time moves like tar, thick and slow, holding fast

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it slipping

The edges going soft

Hands up, I'm not gripping

Whatever I was

Chorus

Skyline holds its breath

Skyline holds its breath

I dissolve into the low end

Skyline holds its breath

Verse

Strobe cuts the smoke into pieces of silver

Sweat on my collarbone, cold then it's warm

Someone's hand finds mine, we don't need to consider

Just moving like water, no shape and no form

The bass drops out and the room goes to static

My heartbeat's the only sound left in the dark

Four in the morning, the city's dramatic

But down here it's soft, just a slow-burning spark

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it slipping

The edges going soft

Hands up, I'm not gripping

Whatever I was

Chorus

Skyline holds its breath

Skyline holds its breath

I dissolve into the low end

Skyline holds its breath

Bridge

No name on the door tonight

No clock on the wall tonight

Just the hum, just the sway

I could stay, I could stay

Let the glass towers watch

Let the whole city wait

I'm not leaving this beat

I'm not leaving this space

Chorus

Skyline holds its breath

Skyline holds its breath

I dissolve into the low end

Skyline holds its breath