[Intro — low cello, sparse trap beat] [Verse 1] I put my coffee in the fridge My keys are sitting by the sink I stand there with the door half open Trying to remember what I think There’s a sock behind the sofa There’s a spoon under my chair I’m staring at the ceiling Like it put the answer there [Pre-Chorus] I check the lock I check the stove I even count my teeth [Chorus] Something’s a little off I couldn’t tell you what The coffee tastes like coffee The door is properly shut Something’s a little off It’s probably nothing much I sit here for a minute And decide to leave it at that [Instrumental — singing saw enters] [heavy 808, slow gliding saw melody] [Verse 2] Someone leaves a message for me I listen to it twice She says, “Call me when you get this” Like that’s useful advice I walk into the kitchen Then forget what brought me there So I open up a cupboard And inspect what’s everywhere There’s a bus outside my window There’s a pigeon on the street And that noise starts up again While I’m counting both my feet [Break — beat drops] [singing saw alone] [Spoken] Yeah. That noise. [808 returns] [Chorus] Something’s a little off I couldn’t tell you what My shoes are on the right feet I check. They definitely are. Something’s a little off But nothing I can prove So I make another coffee And wait to see what happens next [Instrumental — cello locks into 808] [singing saw answers the vocal melody] [Outro] I check the lock I check the stove I count my teeth again [singing saw holds the final note]
