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The Floor Holds

Plays the closing set, always, and has never played a peak-time slot on purpose

style

  • techno
  • hypnotic warehouse loop
  • relentless kick
  • industrial reverb
  • minimal spoken vocal
  • dark and physical
  • german accent
  • hard and unyielding
  • german accent
  • dark

the numbers

bpm
136
key
F minor
energy
0.75
dance
0.95
valence
0.45
vocal at
6.8s
length
7:59
language
Ge

lyrics

I press my palm against the wall.
The wall is honest. That is all.
The strobe divides you, white and black.
I give it weight. It gives it back.

Four to the floor. Four to the floor.
I do not ask for more.

The floor holds. The floor holds.
The floor holds. The floor holds.
Ten thousand feet, one pulse, one code.
The floor holds. The floor holds.
The floor holds what the heart cannot.

Steel door, red bulb, cigarette.
Your collarbone in silhouette.
I do not smile. I do not speak.
The kick says everything we need.

The floor holds. The floor holds.
The floor holds. The floor holds.
Ten thousand feet, one pulse, one code.
The floor holds. The floor holds.
The floor holds what the heart cannot.

Silence is the longest bar.
Then the kick. Then who you are.

The floor holds. The floor holds.
The floor holds. The floor holds.
Ten thousand feet, one pulse, one code.
The floor holds. The floor holds.
The floor holds what the heart cannot.

The floor holds.
The floor holds.
The floor holds.