
Verse
Cold chrome floor beneath my palm
Breathing smoke where the strobes go calm
Copper wire humming through the wall
Every hour just a number now, that's all
Pre-Chorus
Skin gone tight where the bassline hit
Frost on the glass, I can't feel it
Grip the rail till the room tilts back
Fever climbs on the third attack
Chorus
Move till the lights come up
Move till the lights come up
Cold in my chest, heat in my blood
Move till the lights come up
Verse
Silver dust falls from the rig above
Nobody's speaking, they don't have to
Faces blur into one long line
Fever keeps its own kind of time
Pre-Chorus
Skin gone tight where the bassline hit
Frost on the glass, I can't feel it
Grip the rail till the room tilts back
Fever climbs on the third attack
Chorus
Move till the lights come up
Move till the lights come up
Cold in my chest, heat in my blood
Move till the lights come up
Bridge
Shut the sound, my pulse stays loud
Shut the sound, my pulse stays loud
Blood runs hot in an iron room
Blood runs hot in an iron room
Chorus
Move till the lights come up
Move till the lights come up
Cold in my chest, heat in my blood
Move till the lights come up
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