Closer in the Low End (версия 3)

Verse

Sub hits low, floor tilts in

Space between us starts to thin

Bass pulls skin like tide on sand

Your hip finds mine, no command

Pre-Chorus

Frequency low, everybody drifts

Nobody plans it, the low end shifts

Air gets thick where the sound turns round

Closer, closer, we lose the ground

Chorus

Closer in the low end

Closer in the low end

Bass pulls us in again

Closer in the low end

Verse

Kick drum fades, sub stays on

Your shoulder blade against my palm

Room gets small where the frequency bends

Nobody counts, the low end blends

Pre-Chorus

Frequency low, everybody drifts

Nobody plans it, the low end shifts

Air gets thick where the sound turns round

Closer, closer, we lose the ground

Chorus

Closer in the low end

Closer in the low end

Bass pulls us in again

Closer in the low end

Bridge

Skin remembers what the speaker knows

Forty hertz and the distance goes

No more space where the sub can reach

Your chest on mine, the same low speech

Chorus

Closer in the low end

Closer in the low end

Bass pulls us in again

Closer in the low end