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LOW CEILING

IN CASE OF WHEN

Writes cruel songs in a very soft voice and lets people mishear them as love songs

style

  • dark pop
  • atmospheric production
  • breathy airy female vocal that hardens in the chorus
  • electronic drums
  • bitter lyric over pretty melody
  • british accent
  • cold and beautiful
  • british accent
  • bitter
  • glassy

the numbers

bpm
123
key
B minor
energy
0.70
dance
0.92
valence
0.49
vocal at
4.5s
length
3:34
language
En

lyrics

(a phone lights up on the tile)
(don't pick up... don't pick up)

They called me from the ward at two
A tired nurse who'd heard of you
You wrote my name in leaking pen
In case of what? In case of when?
(in case of when)

Three years and you still haven't changed
The one line on that little page
(change it, change it)

I'm not your emergency
I'm not your emergency
You bled me out so prettily
But I'm not your emergency
Call your mother, call your ex
Call whoever's fucking next
I'm not your emergency
(not anymore, not anymore)

Your toothbrush went out with the trash
The blue one, frayed, beside my glass
I kept it like a loaded gun
Then binned it. God, that felt like fun.
(felt like fun)

Three years and I still know the sound
Your name makes when it hits the ground
(down, down, down)

I'm not your emergency
I'm not your emergency
You bled me out so prettily
But I'm not your emergency
Call your mother, call your ex
Call whoever's fucking next
I'm not your emergency
(not anymore, not anymore)

Get well soon. I mean it, kind of.
Just get well somewhere else, my love.
(somewhere else)
(a dial tone blooms into strings)

I'm not your emergency
I'm not your emergency
You bled me out so prettily
But I'm not your emergency
I'm not your emergency
(not anymore)

I unclicked the little box
(quiet, quiet)
Some nurse will read another name
It won't be mine. It won't be mine.
(click)