Pulse on my wrist 2 (версия 2)

Verse

Concrete skin under the strobe light

Your hand finds mine in the static hum

Fingers click, we don't need to say it yet

I can feel your pulse through my sleeve

Two hundred bodies but only this one moves

Red smoke rolls across your face

Bassline drops and I'm already gone

No names here, just heat and sound

Floor turns black beneath our feet

Pre-Chorus

Is this the moment that we stop being strangers?

Or is it just another heartbeat in the noise?

Tell me who you are or tell me nothing at all

I don't care if I remember tomorrow

Chorus

Hold my hand through the sub and the static air

Count the same pulse that's moving us there

Pulse on my wrist, we don't need to talk

We're falling into every single drop

Hold my hand through the sub and the static air

Count the same pulse that's moving us there

Verse

Neon bleed across your collarbone

I lose myself in the dark of your spine

Chain-hammer hits on the four count

Nothing exists outside this one frame

Sweat slicks down between my ribs

Every other body feels like it's mine to take

Your eyes catch mine through smoke and steel

We don't need a signal, we already speak

Pre-Chorus

Is this the moment that we stop being strangers?

Or is it just another heartbeat in the noise?

Tell me who you are or tell me nothing at all

I don't care if I remember tomorrow

Chorus

Hold my hand through the sub and the static air

Count the same pulse that's moving us there

Pulse on my wrist, we don't need to talk

We're falling into every single drop

Hold my hand through the sub and the static air

Count the same pulse that's moving us there

Bridge

No one remembers what comes after this floor gives way

No names left when the lights go up at dawn today

This is where I want to lose myself in the dark of your chest

Nothing else matters but the drop, and then we rest

Chorus

Hold my hand through the sub and the static air

Count the same pulse that's moving us there

Pulse on my wrist, we don't need to talk

We're falling into every single drop

Hold my hand through the sub and the static air

Count the same pulse that's moving us there