Copper Skin and Chrome (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Palm trees painted on the window screen

Bass line calling me to be seen

Red leather jacket catching amber light

Feet move slow while the speakers ignite

Two strangers locked in a borrowed beat

Nothing left but the kick drum's heat

Sweat and smoke like a carnival at dawn

Strangers become kin inside this room

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climb from your feet?

Can you taste that we don't need anything else?

Chorus

Copper skin and chrome

Moving to the same four-four home

We don't know your name but the rhythm knows us both

Dancing till the night runs out of gold

Hands up, hearts beating like a single drum

This is ours now, this is where we come

Verse 2

Ice melts slow in a cup you left behind

Subwoofer humming through every vein and spine

Strangers turn to family on the floor

Counting seconds that we never had before

Speakers shudder, room begins to shake

Somewhere past the break of midnight we awake

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climb from your feet?

Can you taste that we don't need anything else?

Chorus

Copper skin and chrome

Moving to the same four-four home

We don't know your name but the rhythm knows us both

Dancing till the night runs out of gold

Hands up, hearts beating like a single drum

This is ours now, this is where we come

Bridge

No names left when the low end drops

Just heat and light on every lip and stop

We are only skin against the glow

Two bodies moving with one heartbeat's flow

Chorus

Copper skin and chrome

Moving to the same four-four home

We don't know your name but the rhythm knows us both

Dancing till the night runs out of gold

Hands up, hearts beating like a single drum

This is ours now, this is where we come