Salt on My Skin (wersja 2)

Verse

Sweat drips from the neck of my collarbone

Salt where it's supposed to be

Fingers sticky on the glass rim

Not a single drop for free

Shoes scuff along the concrete floor

Heels dig into what's left behind

Every step is borrowed, every breath a test

Can I find the rhythm before I lose the time

Pre-Chorus

Tell me who this is that you can't give up on

Is it the man with his eyes closed or the one that runs?

Chorus

I've got salt on my skin and the night's going on without us

So what do we do when every drop of good luck's been used?

Every step I take is borrowed from someone else

But the drum still beats on like it owes nobody less

Verse 2

Neon cuts across the chest like a knife in half

Shoulder blades slide forward into the sound

Elbow bent, wrist cocked, hand finds the pocket where it's meant to be

Can I steal back from what was never mine?

Strangers push through the smoke and light up on my right

Every body moves until there's nobody left behind

I watch them let go of their own names like a heavy load

While I'm holding onto this one that doesn't belong to me

Pre-Chorus

Tell me who this is that you can't give up on

Is it the man with his eyes closed or the one that runs?

Chorus

I've got salt on my skin and the night's going on without us

So what do we do when every drop of good luck's been used?

Every step I take is borrowed from someone else

But the drum still beats on like it owes nobody less

Bridge

Maybe this is all that's left to call my own

The way these shadows catch on the bone

I'm not a ghost, I'm just one more man in this crowd

Stealing rhythm till my turn comes back around

Chorus

I've got salt on my skin and the night's going on without us

So what do we do when every drop of good luck's been used?

Every step I take is borrowed from someone else

But the drum still beats on like it owes nobody less