Solo cake, solo cake
Never shows his face
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.49
- vocal at
- 13.3s
- length
- 2:08
- language
- En
lyrics
Paid the rent at noon, let the phone lie still Took the long way home past the barber shop hill Got a paper plate, red cups, and a pie Turned the lock twice, told the world I’m fine Twenty-two candles, bent in the box I cut the cake slow, heard the fridge tick clocks No crowd at the door, no need to perform Just me in the room, and the whole thing warm Solo cake, solo cake Solo cake, solo cake I like it quiet, I like it straight Solo cake, solo cake Left the gold balloons in the trunk at the store Sat on the porch step, let the sweat hit my jaw Watched my old watch click at 7:09 Phone face-down, let the whole day be mine Solo cake, solo cake Solo cake, solo cake I like it quiet, I like it straight Solo cake, solo cake My mama called once, I let it ring out Hometown wind came through the screen door south One slice left, and I saved it for me That’s a good kind of day, that’s a good kind of free Solo cake, solo cake Solo cake, solo cake I like it quiet, I like it straight Solo cake, solo cake