My sweet delay
Cyberpunk creative director who is less a manager than the studio itself
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- C minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.33
- vocal at
- 4.5s
- length
- 2:51
- language
- En
lyrics
That old chair sits by the window pane Your jacket draped a shadow so deep The screen glows blue a pixelated rain A secret hum the city does keep Static in the air A memory there My sweet delay My sweet delay It just stays My sweet delay A coffee cup cold on the metal desk Your scent still clinging to the worn out sleeve A data stream a digital grotesque This empty room where I still believe My sweet delay My sweet delay It just stays My sweet delay No rush to clean no sudden move Just dust motes dancing in the laser light A silent promise I approve Another quiet digital night