Originals
Club Orbit
A club that forgot the ground. Mid Aether Pulse demo.
[Verse] Club orbit, a rented moon Bass that leaves a little soon [Chorus] Stay in time, then miss the stair Demo night, a thinner air
The floor is a cheap orbit and the drinks are metaphors. Placeholder nightlife — replace with your drop.
Demo filler. Club orbit, high energy.
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