[Verse 1 — MALE ONLY — EXTREMELY DEEP MATURE BASS-BARITONE — DARK CHEST VOICE — LOW TESSITURA — SMOKY, CONTROLLED, SENSUAL] Heat leaves fingerprints on metal. Night pulls colour from the road. Lightning splits the sky wide open without asking what it broke. Pressure changes what it touches. Gravity collects its due. Some things answer to no reason. Neither, apparently, do you. [Pre-Chorus — MALE ONLY — EXTREMELY LOW, CONTROLLED] So much… for certainty. [Chorus — MALE LEAD — DEEP BASS-BARITONE — FEMALE LOW CONTRALTO HARMONY ONLY WHERE MARKED] [Male] Undo me. Not gently. Not slowly. Not safely. Take every rule I ever lived by and make it useless. [Both — Male Bass-Baritone + Low Female Contralto] Undo me. [Male] Until the only thing I know for certain is I don’t want to be saved. [Verse 2 — MALE ONLY — EXTREMELY DEEP MATURE BASS-BARITONE — DARK CHEST VOICE — LOW TESSITURA — SMOKY, CONTROLLED, SENSUAL] Static gathers before lightning. Steel remembers every flame. Storms can turn without a warning. Nothing charged remains the same. There are temperatures that alter what a thing was built to bear. There are nights that change the pressure just by changing what is there. [Pre-Chorus — MALE ONLY — EXTREMELY LOW, CONTROLLED] So much… for objectivity. [Chorus — MALE LEAD — DEEP BASS-BARITONE — FEMALE LOW CONTRALTO HARMONY ONLY WHERE MARKED] [Male] Undo me. Not gently. Not slowly. Not safely. Take every rule I ever lived by and make it useless. [Both — Male Bass-Baritone + Low Female Contralto] Undo me. [Male] Until the only thing I know for certain is I don’t want to be saved. [Bridge — MALE ONLY — VERY LOW, SPARSE, CONTROLLED] The air goes still before the storm. The voltage climbs. Call this a lapse in judgement. Call it what you like. [Final Chorus — MALE LEAD — EXTREMELY DEEP BASS-BARITONE — LOW FEMALE CONTRALTO JOINS ONLY ON MARKED LINES] [Male] Undo me. Not gently. Not slowly. Not safely. Take every rule I ever lived by and make it useless. [Both — Low, Dark Harmony] Undo me. [Male] Till certainty is just another thing [Both — Low, Controlled] I don’t need tonight.
