From the recording Higher
Just the Static
Lyrics
Static...
Static...
Pull me in
Black glass heartbeat, strobe in the smoke
Your shadow moves first every time I choke
Cold hands, chrome lips, teeth on the night
We don't come here for love, we come here for the light
Concrete breathing under my feet
Every pulse in the room pulls harder than sleep
Eyes red, jaw set, sweat on the wire
We came here to drown in the midnight fire
No warning, no mercy, no saving face
Bassline crawling like a pulse through the place
If we're going under, let it hit just right
Kill the room, then bring it back to life
Pull me into the afterlife static
Bodies in the dark going automatic
Red eyes, no sleep, cinematic
Pull me into the afterlife static
Static, static
Dark room, automatic
Static, static
Afterlife static
No halo, no quiet, no alibi
Just sparks in the smoke and a blackout sky
No talking when the low end hits
We were made for a night like this
Neon on my skin like a warning sign
Your frequency breaks every rule in mine
Floor shakes, blood runs, ceiling bends
We lose who we were when the low end hits
Sirens in the distance, nowhere to go
The walls breathe heat when the strobes go slow
One more look and the whole room splits
Into sweat, into noise, into afterlife static
No heaven above us, no map, no names
Just the pressure climbing through the veins
Count it down, hold still, let the tension spike
When the drop comes back, we ignite the night
Pull me into the afterlife static
Bodies in the dark going automatic
Red eyes, no sleep, cinematic
Pull me into the afterlife static
Static, static
Dark room, automatic
Static, static
Afterlife static
When the lights cut out, I can still feel you move
Like a ghost in the sub, like a crack through the room
No air, no dawn, no saving grace
Just your pulse, my pulse, and the bass in the haze
No heaven, no halo, just laser dust
No silence, no slowdown, just the rush
If the city goes dead, we ignite the wires
One more hit of the midnight fire
Burn slow, burn cold, then detonate
Lose your name in the pressure wave
Hands up, head back, let the whole thing split
When the dark comes alive in the static
(Static...)
(Static...)
Pull me in
Pull me in
Pull me into the afterlife static
Bodies in the dark going automatic
Red eyes, no sleep, cinematic
Pull me into the afterlife static
Too late now, no turning back
Blackout love in a smoke-filled trap
Red lights flash as the floorboards crack
Pull me into the afterlife static
Static...
Dark room, automatic
Static...
Afterlife static

