Verse
Five AM, the shutter rolls up high
Cold fog rolling off the concrete bay
You squeak your soles against the painted line
You feel the low-end shake the grey
Headlights idling against the wall
White beam cutting through the damp and dust
You slide your shoulders to the call
You lock your feet into the cut
Pre-Chorus
High beams hum across the skin
Kick drum knocking from within
Count the flicker, two and four
Heels don't settle on the floor
Chorus
Don't blink
Don't blink
Static in the headlights, don't blink
Don't blink
Don't blink
Static in the headlights, don't blink
Verse
Five-thirty and the dust is turning bright
Sweat beads cooling on the back of your neck
You tap your toes into the blinding white
You shake the gravel off the deck
Front bumper shuddering with the bass
Strangers shoulder-to-shoulder in the flare
You slide across the open space
Electric static in your hair
Pre-Chorus
High beams hum across the skin
Kick drum knocking from within
Count the flicker, two and four
Heels don't settle on the floor
Chorus
Don't blink
Don't blink
Static in the headlights, don't blink
Don't blink
Don't blink
Static in the headlights, don't blink
Bridge
No clock, no street, just the glare
Pure current running through the air
You drop, you rise, you hold the spin
Where the light ends, you begin
Chorus
Don't blink
Don't blink
Static in the headlights, don't blink
Don't blink
Don't blink
Static in the headlights, don't blink