Verse 1
Heavy iron hits the frame
Step outside without a name
Chilled exhaust and wet cement
Every scrap of voltage spent
Ringing ears in vacant air
Morning static in the hair
Six a.m., the curb is cold
Silver turning into gold
Pre-Chorus
Pupils wide
Pressure drops
Body moves, the kick drum stops
Feel the shift begin to rise
White flare in the open eyes
Chorus
Flux spill on the concrete floor
Cold light bleeding through the door
Flux spill, burn it clean
Amber in the dark machine
Wash the bassline from the skin
Let the blinding day begin
Flux spill
Flux spill
Verse 2
Alley walls of grease and lime
Shadows lose their sense of time
Steam rises from the sewer grate
Standing at the iron gate
Taxis crawl along the street
Asphalt humming under feet
Coat pulled tight against the chill
Pulse is locked, the city still
Pre-Chorus
Pupils wide
Pressure drops
Body moves, the kick drum stops
Feel the shift begin to rise
White flare in the open eyes
Chorus
Flux spill on the concrete floor
Cold light bleeding through the door
Flux spill, burn it clean
Amber in the dark machine
Wash the bassline from the skin
Let the blinding day begin
Flux spill
Flux spill
Bridge
No more black room
No more sub
Leave the ghost inside the club
Iron, copper, sudden glare
Breathe the sharp industrial air
Step across the yellow line
Everything is daylight shine
Chorus
Flux spill on the concrete floor
Cold light bleeding through the door
Flux spill, burn it clean
Amber in the dark machine
Wash the bassline from the skin
Let the blinding day begin
Flux spill
Flux spill
