Verge of the Crowd 2 (версия 3)

Verse

Kick drum low and the lights are high

Sweat on your collarbone, nobody's crying

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing higher?

Can you feel the room catch fire?

Chorus

Move to the edge of this wave

Let it carry us through the haze

Hold your breath as we lose control

At the verge of the crowd we go

Verse

Four hundred hands and one long line

Every single heartbeat, all mine

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing higher?

Can you feel the room catch fire?

Chorus

Move to the edge of this wave

Let it carry us through the haze

Hold your breath as we lose control

At the verge of the crowd we go

Bridge

Lose the sound and find the heat

One single moment, all that's left

Chorus

Move to the edge of this wave

Let it carry us through the haze

Hold your breath as we lose control

At the verge of the crowd we go