Confession

(Intro — whispered, like a needle finding groove)

Night presses low, city breathes in vinyl

Stepper kick — heartbeat in the dark

Chord stabs cut, washed in delay


(Verse 1)

You are the low end under my ribs

A sub-heavy promise I can feel through floors

Concrete and steam, neon leaking slow

Your shadow folds into my pulse — steady, sure


(Hook / Chorus — looped, delayed)

Hold me in the delay — hold me, hold me (hold me)

Let the echo keep our names (our names)

Ride the steppers pulse with me — deep and hollow

Love in the wash, love in the rain


(Verse 2)

We talk in scratches, static syllables of touch

Phased-out kisses on the edge of time

Every chord a confession, reverberant and blunt

You rewind, I return — we sync, we align


(Hook / Chorus — ride)

Hold me in the delay — hold me, hold me (hold me)

Let the echo keep our names (our names)

Ride the steppers pulse with me — deep and hollow

Love in the wash, love in the rain


(Breakdown — dub wash, spaced words)

Sub-bass confession... (confession)

Plate reverb promises... (promises)

Your breath a loop... (a loop)

My hands find home... (find home)


(Bridge — sparse, hypnotic)

Chord stab — ricochet on glass

Time slips like tape, slow and vast

Between the kicks we map our trace

Two bodies orbit, same bass


(Hook / Chorus — stretched, submerged)

Hold me in the delay — hold me, hold me (hold me)

Let the echo keep our names (our names)

Ride the steppers pulse with me — deep and hollow

Love in the wash, love in the rain


(Outro — fading, echoing)

Night folds its pockets of light

We dissolve into the kick and the hum

Delay keeps what we can’t say tonight

Sub-bass confession — we become the drum