Bodies in the Static (wersja 2)

Verse

Vapour rising where the light hits skin

Heat off shoulders, static in between

Feet find footing on a floor that shakes

Every pulse becomes a hundred hearts that break

Pre-Chorus

Signal crossing through the crowd

One long shape without a sound

Chorus

Bodies in the static, moving as one

No edge left where I begin or run

Hands rise up and touch the strobe

Nothing here is mine to know

Verse

Concrete floor still warm from feet above

Smoke machine folding every outline into a proof

Shoulder brushes shoulder in a room that's loud

Nobody leading, nobody crowding out the crowd

Pre-Chorus

Signal crossing through the crowd

One long shape without a sound

Chorus

Bodies in the static, moving as one

No edge left where I begin or run

Hands rise up and touch the strobe

Nothing here is mine to know

Bridge

Not a name, not a face, just heat and light

Lost inside it, out of sight, out of time

Chorus

Bodies in the static, moving as one

No edge left where I begin or run

Hands rise up and touch the strobe

Nothing here is mine to know