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"Slow Disaster" Style: F minor, 72 BPM. Cumbia-inflected Neo-Soul, humid and languid. Close-mic female vocal, honeyed and slightly raspy, emotionally restrained with aching undercurrent. Instrumentation: guacharaca rhythmic Lyrics: The fan turns but the air stays still I keep your jacket on the third hook from the door I keep forgetting which side of the bed is yours The coffee makes itself for two I am a slow disaster ##Slow, slow disaster## Everything in order, nothing in its place I am a slow disaster Moving at the speed of your face The neighbors think I'm doing fine, I wave I bought a plant and gave it a serious name It's thriving, which feels like a betrayal I don't want to be over you I just want to be somewhere else while I'm not I am a slow disaster ##Slow, slow disaster## Everything in order, nothing in its place I am a slow disaster Moving at the speed of your face ##Slow disaster, slow## The fan turns but the air stays still