Holding Hands on the Ceiling (wersja 2)

Intro

Heels off the floor now

Verse 1 – sparse minimalism, close intimate tone

Your palm finds mine through the smoke and the light

Floor tilts up when the drop hits right

Bass rattles teeth but my chest keeps time

Don't need to say it, you know the line

Pre-Chorus – building energy, sustained note

Higher now, higher than we planned

Every beat closer till your hand in mine

Let it go, let it go

Chorus – full, soaring, hands up

Holding hands on the ceiling, we don't fall

Holding hands on the ceiling, we don't fall at all

Lose the weight of everything below

Just your grip and the pulse of the low

Verse 2 – same sparse tone, more detail

Neon bleeding into purple haze

Strangers blur into a single face

Your thumb presses soft where my knuckle bends

Floor still shaking but I don't end

Every song cuts up through the floor like a blade

We're already airborne before it's played

Pre-Chorus – building energy, sustained note

Higher now, higher than we planned

Every beat closer till your hand in mine

Let it go, let it go

Chorus – full, soaring, hands up

Holding hands on the ceiling, we don't fall

Holding hands on the ceiling, we don't fall at all

Lose the weight of everything below

Just your grip and the pulse of the low

Bridge – stripped down, just voice and bass

Don't need a name, don't need a floor

Bare skin, bassline, nothing more

Ceiling's shaking, sky turns white

Your hand stays tight through the whole drop tonight

Chorus – full, soaring, hands up

Holding hands on the ceiling, we don't fall

Holding hands on the ceiling, we don't fall at all

Lose the weight of everything below

Just your grip and the pulse of the low