One more block, one more block
Trained seven years, debuted, left
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- F# minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.90
- valence
- 0.63
- vocal at
- 4.8s
- length
- 2:08
- language
- Ko
lyrics
My heel taps down on the wet crosswalk line Mascara in my sleeve, and the clock reads nine A paper cup rolls past the noodle shop sign I keep my face low, let the cold air bite mine At the corner store, the glass is gold My hands still shake from what you told I count the steps in front of me One, two, three, till I can breathe One more block, one more block One more block, one more block Hold my bag, and let it knock One more block, one more block Your last text glows blue on my cracked phone screen The taxi lane is empty, and the curb stays mean My keys in my fist like a small machine Past the bakery door, the air smells clean At the corner store, the glass is gold My hands still shake from what you told I count the steps in front of me One, two, three, till I can breathe One more block, one more block One more block, one more block Hold my bag, and let it knock One more block, one more block The train hum fades behind the station gate A plastic umbrella swings from my wrist, too late I don't look back at the words you threw Just one more turn, and I'm through with you One more block, one more block One more block, one more block Hold my bag, and let it knock One more block, one more block