I’m not needed
From the northeast, moved to the capital, and plays village music at 3am club sets
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.51
- vocal at
- 7.3s
- length
- 3:23
- language
- Th
lyrics
I came back with a blue canvas bag To the fan shop by the canal Your new boy stacked boxes in the back I stood by the ice chest, feeling small The clock on the wall said eight-fifteen A motorbike coughed by the curb You nodded once, then looked through me Like a name on a receipt, unused, blurred I’m not needed I’m not needed I’m not needed I’m not needed My old stool sits under the tarpaulin Dust on the seat, cup ring on tin The radio buzzed through the morning While your sister counted money in The yellow tape on the cracked tile floor Still marks where I used to stand But the bucket, the broom, the locked front door Now fit another pair of hands The clock on the wall said eight-fifteen A motorbike coughed by the curb You nodded once, then looked through me Like a name on a receipt, unused, blurred I’m not needed I’m not needed I’m not needed I’m not needed Back past the pier, past the noodle tray Past the wet shoes by the gate I heard my name in the evening rain Then the gate latch clicked too late I’m not needed I’m not needed I’m not needed I’m not needed