Static in my ribs (wersja 2)

Verse

Floor is warm from a thousand feet below

Strobe cuts white where the dark tries to go

Bassline climbing up through the floor

Hands up high against the steel door

Counting down in four and three

Every heartbeat matching how it's meant to be

Fingers laced in a stranger's hand

Same pulse running through skin and sand

Pre-Chorus

Closer now than we'll ever get alone

So I'm holding on to this one tone

Chorus

Static in my ribs where your shoulder met mine

Held it right here, held the line

Bodies close like a lock that won't open wide

Static in my chest keeps us alive

Verse 2

Speaker shakes the rafters off their hinges tonight

Your hand on my waist finds its own weight

Kick drum splitting the air into two

Nobody's leaving till this song gets through

Strangers turn to family in one slow beat

Floor goes dark and then it meets the heat

Pre-Chorus

Closer now than we'll ever get alone

So I'm holding on to this one tone

Chorus

Static in my ribs where your shoulder met mine

Held it right here, held the line

Bodies close like a lock that won't open wide

Static in my chest keeps us alive

Bridge

Maybe it's not the hands or the light at all

Maybe this is what was holding back before

Every hand up around us is just one more wall

Standing tall so we don't fall

Chorus

Static in my ribs where your shoulder met mine

Held it right here, held the line

Bodies close like a lock that won't open wide

Static in my chest keeps us alive