I press play, and I press play
Started making beats on a cracked laptop
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- A# minor
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.61
- vocal at
- 1.9s
- length
- 2:42
- language
- Ar
lyrics
I saved your voice in my phone by the sink Next to a blue tea glass and a cracked sink Nine missed calls, then your laugh in the rain I tap your name again to feel the same pain Your voice says my name in a tiny room My thumb stays still, like it’s waiting on you The battery drops, but I let it stay One more small second, then you go away Keep your voicemail, keep your voicemail Keep your voicemail, keep your voicemail I press play, and I press play Don’t let your voice get far away On the tram home, I hold my phone tight Past Zamalek windows in the hard white light Your message plays over a broken tune I hear your breathing like a small balloon Keep your voicemail, keep your voicemail Keep your voicemail, keep your voicemail I press play, and I press play Don’t let your voice get far away At two twelve, I heard your keys on the line Then the signal cut clean right through the time I put your message in a hidden place Under my scarves in the drawer by the lace Keep your voicemail, keep your voicemail Keep your voicemail, keep your voicemail I press play, and I press play Don’t let your voice get far away