Twisted in Your Gravity

dance, Glossy late-90s/early-2000s pop-R&B: bright, swung drums with New Jack swing nuance, rubbery bass, and glassy keys under haunting synth pads, Verses keep it tight and syncopated, melodic female vocals flirting between breathy and sharp; choruses explode with stacked harmonies and a sticky topline, Add subtle reverse swells and pitched vocal chops for drama, with a middle-eight breakdown that leans into echo and filtered drums before a final, higher-energy chorus, r&b, new jack swing, female vocals, pop

[Verse 1] You say “relax” But your eyes say “stay” Lip gloss on your collar From the other day You spin your pretty stories Like it’s truth or dare But you shiver Every time I say I’m out of here [Pre-Chorus] You keep me hanging On a half-spoken promise I keep pretending That I don’t even notice Every little secret Slipping from your mouth Why do I still crave you now? [Chorus] You got me twisted in your gravity Pulling me back when I try to leave Every time I say I’m over it You reel me in You reel me in (oh) I’m on the edge of your disaster Falling slow but crashing faster Baby You’re a bad Bad habit to me Still I’m twisted in your gravity [Verse 2] Midnight phone call “Can you come outside?” Bare feet on the pavement Yeah I always slide You wear my old hoodie Like a souvenir Laugh when you say “I only want you when you’re here” [Pre-Chorus] You kiss my forehead Like you’re doing me favors I taste goodbye On the tip of your flavor You say I’m the only one You’re thinking of So why does it feel like love’s a drug? [Chorus] You got me twisted in your gravity Pulling me back when I try to leave Every time I say I’m over it You reel me in You reel me in (hey) I’m on the edge of your disaster Falling slow but crashing faster Baby You’re a bad Bad habit to me Still I’m twisted in your gravity [Bridge] I draw a line You cross it I build a wall You knock it down I whisper “this is toxic” You just smile And spin me ‘round Why do I keep Chasing the ache? Why can’t I just Walk away? [Chorus] You got me twisted in your gravity Pulling me back when I try to leave Every time I say I’m over it You reel me in You reel me in (oh yeah) I’m on the edge of your disaster Falling slow but crashing faster Baby You’re a bad Bad habit to me Still I’m twisted in your gravity Twisted in your gravity

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