In "Nothing But This," AFROJACK & Bart B More capture the moment a dance floor turns into a kind of meditation, where heat, sweat, and bass replace thought. The repeated phrase becomes a mantra for letting go of everything outside the room, and the image of sweat on the walls makes the club feel alive and shared. As the lights slow and the body moves freely, the only thing left is rhythm itself. The song settles into the relief of being fully present, with nothing to hold onto except the beat.
Nothing But This Lyrics by AFROJACK & Bart B More
Nothing but this
Nothing but this
Nothing but this
Nothing but this
Heat on my skin, I let it go
Heat in the room, start to flow
Lights go slow, body moves free
Only the rhythm left in me
Sweat on the walls, bass in my chest
Lost in the moment, nothing but this
Nothing but this, nothing but this
Nothing but this, nothing but this
Nothing but this, nothing but this
Nothing but this, nothing but this
Nothing but this, nothing but this
Nothing but this, nothing but this
Nothing but this
Nothing but this
Sweat on the walls, bass in my chest
Lost in the moment, nothing but this
Sweat on the walls, bass in my chest
Lost in the moment, nothing but this
