Verse 1
Black tape running down the cold wet stone
Sub-bass humming in the collarbone
Steam off the shoulders in a six-foot space
No clocks ticking in an unmapped place
Pre-Chorus
Pressure rising at the back of the neck
Nothing left to lose and nothing to check
Count the four-four, let the breath run thin
Pull the wire tight, pull it back again
Chorus
Hold the tension arc into the floor
Give the kick drum everything and more
Keep the pulse locked, never let it drop
We don't stop moving till the lights come up
Hold the tension arc into the floor
We don't stop moving till the lights come up
Verse 2
Water on the iron, salt on the skin
Lost where the cadence and the ribs begin
Fog from the ceiling in a slow gray drift
Nobody looking for the night to shift
Pre-Chorus
Pressure rising at the back of the neck
Nothing left to lose and nothing to check
Count the four-four, let the breath run thin
Pull the wire tight, pull it back again
Chorus
Hold the tension arc into the floor
Give the kick drum everything and more
Keep the pulse locked, never let it drop
We don't stop moving till the lights come up
Hold the tension arc into the floor
We don't stop moving till the lights come up
Bridge
Overhead switches wait on the wall
Ready to take it, ready to call
Hold back the morning, hold back the day
Drive the steel in, don't look away
Chorus
Hold the tension arc into the floor
Give the kick drum everything and more
Keep the pulse locked, never let it drop
We don't stop moving till the lights come up
Hold the tension arc into the floor
We don't stop moving till the lights come up
