I don't check
Mother stayed in Lagos
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 9.4s
- length
- 2:21
- language
- En
lyrics
Wet hair, small mirror, blue towel on the rail I left your chat on read, then cleared the stale Third cup of tea, cold on the side board I reached for your name, then my thumb got bored Peckham bus lane, rain on my sleeves I watched your last post and felt my chest ease No knot in my stomach, no need to hide Just me and the kettle, standing by I don't check I don't check I don't check I don't check And it feels so light My phone stays face-down I don't check Mint lid lip balm, train seat, cracked blue case Your photo slid past like a random face Still had your hoodie by the boot on the floor Folded it neat, and I wanted it less than before Dalston market, mango in my bag I saw your name flash and I didn't drag No second glance, no ache in my hand I let that moment just land I don't check I don't check I don't check I don't check And it feels so light My phone stays face-down I don't check Flat keys, red nails, October receipts Your old voice note hid under my beats I heard that laugh and it barely moved me That's how I knew what I couldn't unsee I don't check I don't check I don't check I don't check And it feels so light My phone stays face-down I don't check