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Emma Robinson

I didn’t check, didn’t check

Chaos finds her and she surfs it; permanently sandy, permanently optimistic

the numbers

bpm
112
key
E major
energy
0.68
dance
0.87
valence
0.55
vocal at
13.3s
length
1:47
language
En

lyrics

I left my key in the bowl by the door

You iced your knee on the thrift-store chair

My phone lit up on the dresser drawer

I turned it face-down, I didn’t care

At Wilbur bus stop, I waited in line

Four missed calls, then I let them slide

I looked at the clock above Casa del Fifteen

And for once, your name stayed quiet inside

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

The red bike chain left grease on my jeans

Half a lime rolled under the sink

I saw your hoodie by the laundry machine

And I just kept walking, blink by blink

At Coupa, the ice in my cup went thin

You were still there on the screen somehow

Then the line went blurry, the urge went dim

And I let it go right then, right now

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

On Palm Drive, with my hair in the wind

I reached for the screen, then let it fall

No need to prove I could still look in

I just kept my hands on the wheel, that’s all

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check

I didn’t check, didn’t check
I didn’t check, didn’t check — Emma Robinson · FERAL