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AYO KWEKU

This song is not yours

Barber turned artist

the numbers

bpm
103
key
D major
energy
0.72
dance
0.87
valence
0.51
vocal at
18.7s
length
2:28
language
En

lyrics

You left your tote bag by my chair

My blue shirt hangs on the line by the stair

Ghana-Must-Go bags, we split that load

Now your side of the bed holds the cold

We used to laugh by Osu, late

Now the kettle sings at a different date

Your lip gloss by the sink still shines

But your last voice note don’t fit these lines

Friday night, I passed your road

Saw your curtains close, felt the load

My number still in your red handset

But that sweet tune now got a new set

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

I heard it in the taxi from Ridge to town

Same little rhyme, but the meaning fell down

Your name in the hook, now it stings my mouth

Like cold sachet water from the North to the South

At Circle, the driver turned it low

I watched my own words in another show

Your laugh was the bridge, your touch was the key

Now every small note sounds like vacancy

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

Take the ring from the drawer

Take the key from the door

I kept the chorus, you kept the fight

Now it belongs to the break in the night

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

This song is not yours

This song is not yours