Borrowed your word
Built a studio in a building with one wall missing and never fixed the wall
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 3.5s
- length
- 2:46
- language
- Ar
lyrics
At the coffee stand by Hamra, I said it like you “Yalla” slipped off my tongue, and the whole table knew My brother laughed, tapped the cup with a gold-ringed hand I turned red in the mirror by the bus stop stand Your word sat on my teeth like mint in a pack I caught it in the elevator when I looked back Sixth floor, metal doors, my phone in my palm One borrowed little word and it broke my calm Now it shows up fast In my mouth, in my head I hear your exact tone Before I even speak it I didn’t mean to keep it But it keeps me instead Borrowed your word Borrowed your word Borrowed your word Borrowed your word On Bliss Street, I ordered tea with your same pace Even the cashier paused and stared at my face My cousin said, “Bro, that sounds just like her” I tried to change it back, but the vowel still blurred At the red light near the port, I gripped the wheel tight Your phrase came out clean in the middle of the night Now every time I reach for a simple reply Your word comes first, and I don’t know why Borrowed your word Borrowed your word Borrowed your word Borrowed your word I heard it in my own room, off the peeling wall From a mouth that used to fight you, now it calls Not a joke, not a game, just a small little theft A word in my pocket that you already left Borrowed your word Borrowed your word Borrowed your word Borrowed your word