None of This Was Real

Verse

Concrete floor, a thousand feet

Steam off skin, the low end breathes

Hands go up where the girders bend

Lose the name, become the friend

Pre-Chorus

Gone before the drop can land

Nothing here but light and hands

Chorus

None of this was real

Just the pulse, just the wheel

None of this was real

Only how it feels

Verse

Strobe cuts white through iron rain

Every wall forgets your name

Floor tilts up, the bassline pulls

Empty out, the room stands full

Pre-Chorus

Gone before the drop can land

Nothing here but light and hands

Chorus

None of this was real

Just the pulse, just the wheel

None of this was real

Only how it feels

Bridge

Let go

Rise up

Break through

Stay lost

Skin

Steam

Light

Now

Chorus

None of this was real

Just the pulse, just the wheel

None of this was real

Only how it feels

Outro

None of this was real

Only how it feels

Still moving