Songtexte

There's a humble backing beat It strives to make me move my feet But I'm still stuck in my seat Waiting for the hope to hit The bass kicks in, the snare, the crash The trouble rises up at last The calm before the storm is here The drop peaks up and hits me clear There's a humble backing beat It strives to make me move my feet But I'm still stuck in my seat Waiting for the hope to hit The bass kicks in, the snare, the crash The treble rises up at last The calm before the storm is here The drop peaks up and hits me clear There's a humble backing beat It strives to make me move my feet But I'm still stuck in my seat Waiting for the hope to hit The bass kicks in, the snare, the crash The treble rises up at last The calm before the storm is here The drop peaks up and hits me clear There's a humble backing beat It strives to make me move my feet But I'm still stuck in my seat Waiting for the hope to hit The bass kicks in, the snare, the crash The treble rises up at last The calm before the storm is here The drop peaks up and hits me clear
Writer(s): Federico Schiavoni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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