Hold the roll now, let the heartbeat rest (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Speaker hums low against the plaster wall

Your knuckles tap the timber where the pulses fall

Cold glass sweating in the humid air

Yellow bulb hanging by the open stair

Bare soles flat on the red floor tile

Moving with the weight of the bass meanwhile

Pre-Chorus

Drop your shoulders down

Let the tremor rise

Wait for the drum

Close your heavy eyes

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Hold the roll now, let the heartbeat rest

Skin against skin where the low notes glide

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Verse 2

Chalk dust lifting from the doorway frame

Nobody asking for a face or name

Ribcage humming when the sub dips down

Sound waves rolling through the sleeping town

Hand on my wrist where the blood beats fast

Making every drop of the tempo last

Pre-Chorus

Drop your shoulders down

Let the tremor rise

Wait for the drum

Close your heavy eyes

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Hold the roll now, let the heartbeat rest

Skin against skin where the low notes glide

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Bridge

No lights left, just the ember glow

Slow weight shifting where the basslines go

Sink down into where the wood turns cold

Every low frequency the body can hold

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Hold the roll now, let the heartbeat rest

Skin against skin where the low notes glide

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest