Verse
Concrete floor still warm from the day
Bare feet finding where the speakers lay
Your hand flat on my sternum, still
Waiting on the drop, waiting on the thrill
Nobody talking over the sound
Just the sub-bass moving through the ground
Pre-Chorus
Feel it climb from the floor to the knee
Feel it settle where your palm can see
No need for the words we came here to lose
Only the rhythm doing what it do
Chorus
Just the low drum deep in the chest
Say it slower than the rest could guess
Skin to skin, no need to confess
Just the low drum deep in the chest
Just the low drum
Just the low drum
Verse
Dust rings lifting off the shuffled floor
Shoulders closer than they were before
Your heartbeat catching up to the kick
Two-four steady, holding on to it
Sweat cooling where the night air moves
Nothing needed but the thing it proves
Pre-Chorus
Feel it climb from the floor to the knee
Feel it settle where your palm can see
No need for the words we came here to lose
Only the rhythm doing what it do
Chorus
Just the low drum deep in the chest
Say it slower than the rest could guess
Skin to skin, no need to confess
Just the low drum deep in the chest
Just the low drum
Just the low drum
Bridge
Lights go down to a single red
Everything else stays unsaid
Your ribs against mine, keeping time
No other language, no other sign
Just the hum where the two hearts meet
Louder now than the drum on the street
Chorus
Just the low drum deep in the chest
Say it slower than the rest could guess
Skin to skin, no need to confess
Just the low drum deep in the chest
Just the low drum
Just the low drum