Verse
Palm to palm where the low end hums
Heat moves slow through the space between
Amber strobe on your collarbone
Bass climbs up through the in-between
Pre-Chorus
Feel it rise from the floor to the wrist
Warm little shock every time we touch
Nothing said, but the skin gets it
Pulled in close where the frequencies rush
Chorus
Skin against the sub-bass
We turn the low end golden
Skin against the sub-bass
Warm all the way, wide open
Verse
Fingers trace where the kick drum lands
Shoulder blades keep the same slow line
Sweat runs warm down open hands
Bodies glow where the bass and light combine
Pre-Chorus
Feel it rise from the floor to the wrist
Warm little shock every time we touch
Nothing said, but the skin gets it
Pulled in close where the frequencies rush
Chorus
Skin against the sub-bass
We turn the low end golden
Skin against the sub-bass
Warm all the way, wide open
Bridge
Every hand adds to the current
Every touch keeps the heat alive
One long pulse through the whole room
Skin remembers, skin survives
Chorus
Skin against the sub-bass
We turn the low end golden
Skin against the sub-bass
Warm all the way, wide open