Bass in my ribcage (wersja 3)

Verse

Sweat on the mirror in four counts time

Bassline cuts through like a blade in mine

Every kick makes my jaw drop twice

No words left for the noise that I hear

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it start to pull us down?

Down to the beat in this endless town

Chorus

Iron Signal, iron signal

Bass in my ribcage, nothing real

Iron Signal, we move as one

Underground, where our pulse has gone

Verse

Rust on the pipe where your shoulder rests

Steam curling up from the concrete nest

We lose ourselves in the strobe's slow sweep

Every second is the same, yet none repeat

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it start to pull us down?

Down to the beat in this endless town

Chorus

Iron Signal, iron signal

Bass in my ribcage, nothing real

Iron Signal, we move as one

Underground, where our pulse has gone

Bridge

No names. No walls.

Just steel and blood.

Same heartbeat.

Same fall.