Fault Line on the Dancefloor

[Verse 1]
Shiver in the strobes
Coffee on your thrift-store coat
Static on your phone screen glow
You mouth
"let it go"
Burning through my shoes
Sticky floor and bad tattoos
You laugh like you’ve got nothing
Left to lose
[Chorus]
We’re breaking on a fault line on the dancefloor
Two cracked hearts keeping time in the crash and roar
I don’t wanna come down
Don’t wanna cool off
Spin me till the whole room falls apart
Falls apart
[Verse 2]
Red stamp on my wrist
Smudge it when our fingers twist
You talk about your dead-end town
Swear you’ll never circle back around
You say you hate this song
But you’re screaming every word along
I’m wired
Tired
Slightly gone
Holding on
[Chorus]
We’re breaking on a fault line on the dancefloor
Two cracked hearts keeping time in the crash and roar
I don’t wanna come down
Don’t wanna cool off
Spin me till the whole room falls apart
Falls apart

rock, Hybrid indie/alt rock with industrial edges and electro-house pulse; crispy glitch percussion under a gritty bassline, palm-muted guitars in the verses that explode into fuzzed-out power chords on the chorus, sidechained synth stabs, filtered noise sweeps, and androgynous, slightly distorted vocals riding an aggressive but danceable tempo, indie rock, electro, hard rock, industrial, alternative rock, glitch