AUTOFILL
21, music student, recovering from burnout; quiet and hard to read offstage, larger than life on it
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 96
- key
- B major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.55
- vocal at
- 4.3s
- length
- 3:15
- language
- En
lyrics
(keys clicking in the dark) (uh-uh, uh-uh) I typed the letter J at three The search bar finished you for me (for me, for me) I cleared the cache, I cleared the year One letter and you reappear It is not my hands, it is not my will (not my will) The phone remembers what I kill You autofill, you autofill I never typed your name — you autofill Get out my phone, get off my hill You autofill, you autofill (fill, fill, fill) Predictive text still thinks we talk It offers love when I write walk (delete, delete) Your birthday opens my old phone Four digits I can't leave alone You autofill, you autofill I never typed your name — you autofill Fuck the algorithm, feed it still You autofill, you autofill (fill, fill, fill) Maybe I taught it what to say I searched you seven times today (today, today) Maybe the machine is just me Refreshing what I shouldn't see You autofill, you autofill I burn the cache, you're burning still Get out my phone, get out my will You autofill, you autofill (clearing history...) (one letter, one letter) (you autofill)