Slow
Kudo Lyrics
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They don't talk like the way they used to
The birds on their strings don't swing in the wind
Don't sing like they way they used to
I could say more from down here on the floor, but
I won't speak, I won't talk anymore
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
Wishin', wishin' you were dead
Alone in fever, foolhardy believer
Voices in my head
Voices, voices in my head
Wishin' I were dead
Wishin', wishin' I were dead
Alone in fever, foolhardy believer
In, in fever
In, in fever
In, in fever
Foolhardy believer
It's clear from the air you don't care anymore
You don't care like the way you used to
A trick of the mind, never cared, never mine
It's a lie, but a lie I'm used to
I could be yours, I'd be all you ask for, but
I won't try, won't bother you more
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
Wishin' you were dead
Wishin', wishin' you were dead
Alone in fever, foolhardy believer
Voices in my head
Voices, voices in my head
Wishin' I were dead
Wishin', wishin' I were dead
Alone in fever, foolhardy believer
In, in fever
In, in fever
In, in fever
Foolhardy believer
I believed in you
I believed in you
I believed in you
So, so badly
I believed in you
I believed in you
I believed in you
So, so badly
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
Wishin' you were dead
Wishin', wishin' you were dead
Alone in fever, foolhardy believer
Voices in my head
Voices, voices in my head
Wishin' I were dead
Wishin', wishin' I were dead
Alone in fever, foolhardy believer
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
In my head, in my head
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
Florals in my head
Florals, florals in my head
In my head, in my head
In my head, in my head
In my head I believed
In my head I believed
The song "Slow" by Kudo talks about the loss of important things and the turmoil that follows. The lyrics describe the feeling of being left alone, without anyone to lean on. The "heads on my mantle" that used to talk are now silent, the birds on their strings that used to sing now stand still. The singer is wishing the person who caused him/her pain is dead, but isolated and alone, is wishing death upon themselves. The lines "florals in my head" and "voices in my head" illustrate their internal state of mind.
The singer is consumed by their own thoughts and feelings, feeling feverish and foolish. They believed in that person so badly, and now they are left with nothing but memories and regrets. The song conveys the message that the loss of a significant person or thing can make one feel isolated, yearning for what used to be, wishing for change, and being caught in an emotional spiral.
Line by Line Meaning
The heads on my mantle, they don't talk anymore
I feel like the objects in my home aren't as lively as they used to be.
They don't talk like the way they used to
The objects in my home don't have the same energy that they used to bring.
The birds on their strings don't swing in the wind
The birds on the strings in my home aren't as lively as they used to be.
Don't sing like they way they used to
The birds on the strings in my home don't have the same amount of energy when they move.
I could say more from down here on the floor, but
I have more to express, but
I won't speak, I won't talk anymore
I choose not to express myself anymore
Florals in my head
I am thinking of floral patterns
Wishin' you were dead
I wish for you to be dead
Alone in fever, foolhardy believer
I am alone in my confusion and unrealistic faith
Voices in my head
I hear voices in my mind
Wishin' I were dead
I wish for myself to be dead
In, in fever
I am deep in my state of confusion and unrealistic faith.
Foolhardy believer
I am still having unrealistic faith in spite of the situation.
It's clear from the air you don't care anymore
I can tell that you don't care about me anymore.
You don't care like the way you used to
Your caring towards me has decreased.
A trick of the mind, never cared, never mine
Perhaps it's my imagination, but I think you never cared about me like that.
It's a lie, but a lie I'm used to
If it's a lie, at least it's a familiar one to me.
I could be yours, I'd be all you ask for, but
I am willing to give myself to you, but
I won't try, won't bother you more
I choose not to try to be with you or even disturb you anymore.
I believed in you
I placed my belief in you
So, so badly
I wanted to believe in you so much.
Florals in my head
I am thinking of floral patterns
In my head, in my head
In my mind
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Andrew Leight
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Atilio Escobar
What an amazing surreal vibe to these wonderfully arranged sounds. ‘Kudos’.
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