Sweat on the Low End (wersja 2)

Verse

Kick hits low, skin already wet

Salt on your collarbone, catch it on my lip

Speaker rattles the water off your neck

Every drop keeps time with the low end's grip

Pre-Chorus

Heat climbs up from the floorboards first

Your back to my chest, we're one long pulse

Sweat runs down where the bassline turns

This is the only clock that counts

Chorus

Sweat on the low end

Skin keeps falling where the bass bends

Sweat on the low end

Wet heat rising, we don't stop, we don't stop

Verse

Palms find hips through the strobe's slow blink

Shirt sticks thin where your spine meets mine

Drip runs down to the kick drum's sink

Floor holds the print of every grind

Pre-Chorus

Heat climbs up from the floorboards first

Your back to my chest, we're one long pulse

Sweat runs down where the bassline turns

This is the only clock that counts

Chorus

Sweat on the low end

Skin keeps falling where the bass bends

Sweat on the low end

Wet heat rising, we don't stop, we don't stop

Bridge

Taste the salt where the sub tone lands

Trade the heat, hand to hand

Nothing dries till the low end ends

Skin remembers what the bass demands

Chorus

Sweat on the low end

Skin keeps falling where the bass bends

Sweat on the low end

Wet heat rising, we don't stop, we don't stop