Deadband (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Iron beams above me dripping in the heat

Forty hertz is rising through my moving feet

Black paint on the pillars, cables on the floor

I don’t hear the heavy city anymore

Pre-Chorus

Static rising on the skin

Where do I end, where does it begin

Pressure drops, the door swings wide

Take me to the other side

Chorus

Hold me in the deadband

Where the current turns to gold

All the noise is quiet

Nothing left to hold

Hold me in the deadband

Where the iron learns to glide

Weightless in the rhythm

Open on the inside

Verse 2

Subwoofers humming deep inside my chest

Every racing muscle finally comes to rest

Silver condensation running down my spine

Trading all my hours for a kick drum line

Pre-Chorus

Static rising on the skin

Where do I end, where does it begin

Pressure drops, the door swings wide

Take me to the other side

Chorus

Hold me in the deadband

Where the current turns to gold

All the noise is quiet

Nothing left to hold

Hold me in the deadband

Where the iron learns to glide

Weightless in the rhythm

Open on the inside

Bridge

No resistance left to fight

Swallowed by the strobe of light

Cleanest voltage in my blood

Drowning in a golden flood

Chorus

Hold me in the deadband

Where the current turns to gold

All the noise is quiet

Nothing left to hold

Hold me in the deadband

Where the iron learns to glide

Weightless in the rhythm

Open on the inside