🟧Glass Pavilion - (1988) Hot Wire Mercy - Break Your Orbit [v4bS01]

[Intro: (distant cymbal crashes, taiko toms assemble, marimba motif)]

[Verse 1: (dry low vocal, tight bass pulse, sparse marimba)]
i set my hand on the latch, it slips.
i name the cut, it bites my lip.
one step out, two steps in.
i count to four, i lose again.
i swear it clean, i swear it bare.
your weight is still in the air.

[Pre-Chorus: (toms stack, backing voices creep in)]
release me, i mean it.
let go, i say it straight.
i draw the line, then lean in.
i close the door, it will not stay.
my feet go hard, my will goes thin.
i start to leave, i turn within.

[Chorus: (full drum battery, gang-chant call/response)]
i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit.
i press to the edge and the edge folds in.
i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit.
i cut the tie and it ties again.
i pull away, i pull away.
i pull away, i stay.

[Post-Chorus: (marimba hook, vocal ad-libs)]
hands off, hands on.
gone, then not gone.
i can't break your orbit.

[Verse 2: (more percussion layers, vocal sharper)]
my mouth says done, my bones say wait.
my pride stands up, my nerve runs late.
i watch the gap, it turns to glue.
i leave the room, the room stays you.
no name, no face, no place to blame.
just the same pull, the same claim.

[Pre-Chorus: (snare snaps, backing chant louder)]
release me, i mean it.
i breathe it like a law.
i lift my head, i feel it.
it drags me back by what i saw.
i break the habit, then it wins.
i start to leave, i turn within.

[Chorus: (bigger unison, cymbals wider)]
i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit.
i press to the edge and the edge folds in.
i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit.
i cut the tie and it ties again.
i pull away, i pull away.
i pull away, i stay.

[Percussion Break: (toms and metal hits, bass drops out)]

[Bridge: (half-time stomp, vocal pushes higher)]
if i get free, who holds my shape.
if i slip loose, what do i take.
i try to want a quieter skin.
i try to leave, i turn within.
my hands are loud, my chest is sore.
i walk to out, i hit the door.

[Chorus: (maximum pressure, chant turns to shout)]
I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT, I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT.
I PRESS TO THE EDGE AND THE EDGE FOLDS IN.
I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT, I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT.
I CUT THE TIE AND IT TIES AGAIN.
I PULL AWAY, I PULL AWAY.
I PULL AWAY, I STAY.

[Instrumental: (marimba lead, bass returns, drums relentless)]

[Outro: (toms fade, cymbal swells, last marimba figure)]

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[Intro: (distant cymbal crashes, taiko toms assemble, marimba motif)] [Verse 1: (dry low vocal, tight bass pulse, sparse marimba)] i set my hand on the latch, it slips. i name the cut, it bites my lip. one step out, two steps in. i count to four, i lose again. i swear it clean, i swear it bare. your weight is still in the air. [Pre-Chorus: (toms stack, backing voices creep in)] release me, i mean it. let go, i say it straight. i draw the line, then lean in. i close the door, it will not stay. my feet go hard, my will goes thin. i start to leave, i turn within. [Chorus: (full drum battery, gang-chant call/response)] i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit. i press to the edge and the edge folds in. i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit. i cut the tie and it ties again. i pull away, i pull away. i pull away, i stay. [Post-Chorus: (marimba hook, vocal ad-libs)] hands off, hands on. gone, then not gone. i can't break your orbit. [Verse 2: (more percussion layers, vocal sharper)] my mouth says done, my bones say wait. my pride stands up, my nerve runs late. i watch the gap, it turns to glue. i leave the room, the room stays you. no name, no face, no place to blame. just the same pull, the same claim. [Pre-Chorus: (snare snaps, backing chant louder)] release me, i mean it. i breathe it like a law. i lift my head, i feel it. it drags me back by what i saw. i break the habit, then it wins. i start to leave, i turn within. [Chorus: (bigger unison, cymbals wider)] i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit. i press to the edge and the edge folds in. i can't break your orbit, i can't break your orbit. i cut the tie and it ties again. i pull away, i pull away. i pull away, i stay. [Percussion Break: (toms and metal hits, bass drops out)] [Bridge: (half-time stomp, vocal pushes higher)] if i get free, who holds my shape. if i slip loose, what do i take. i try to want a quieter skin. i try to leave, i turn within. my hands are loud, my chest is sore. i walk to out, i hit the door. [Chorus: (maximum pressure, chant turns to shout)] I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT, I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT. I PRESS TO THE EDGE AND THE EDGE FOLDS IN. I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT, I CAN'T BREAK YOUR ORBIT. I CUT THE TIE AND IT TIES AGAIN. I PULL AWAY, I PULL AWAY. I PULL AWAY, I STAY. [Instrumental: (marimba lead, bass returns, drums relentless)] [Outro: (toms fade, cymbal swells, last marimba figure)]

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