remote relations

Late-Night Confessions: Unveiling Emotions in 'Remote Relations'
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Lyrics

Baby I know you barely know me

Expressing awareness that the speaker and the subject have limited acquaintance.

But I can't let you feel alone

Conveying a reluctance to let the subject feel lonely or isolated.

We've only seen our lives in photographs online

Reflecting on the experience of observing life through digital images on the internet.

I pick up my phone and I see your name

Noticing the subject's name on the phone, indicating a desire to communicate.

My fingers are typing nearly ready to aim

Preparing to send a message, with fingers poised for action.

Then I hit send I hate playing this game

Expressing dislike for the game of emotional uncertainty or romantic pursuit.

It's three AM but I have you to blame

Feeling a sense of responsibility or blame for the late-night interaction.

For losing sleep

Attributing loss of sleep to the influence of the subject.

My mind was at peace

Acknowledging a prior state of mental peace disrupted by the subject's arrival.

But you swept in so suddenly and now, I wont hold you

Deciding not to hold onto the subject, possibly due to external factors.

I'm partly to blame I just wish that I told you

Taking partial responsibility for the situation and expressing a desire for honesty.

How I felt

Wishing to have communicated feelings earlier.

A whole lot sooner

Desiring a faster expression of emotions or intentions.

Times getting wasted should I call you an uber

Contemplating practical actions like calling an Uber to avoid wasting time.

Or I could just sit here and write songs on my computer

Considering an alternative of using time to create music on a computer.

Or maybe I should just miss my shot

Entertaining the idea of missing an opportunity and dealing with potential regret.

And feel like less of a loser

Weighing the consequences of actions on personal perception.

Baby I know you barely know me

Reiterating the limited familiarity between the speaker and the subject.

But I can't let you feel alone

Repeating the sentiment of not wanting the subject to feel isolated.

We've only seen our lives in photographs online

Revisiting the theme of experiencing life through online images.

I pick up my phone and I see your name

Observing the subject's name again on the phone, signaling a recurring desire to connect.

My fingers are typing nearly ready to aim

Repeating the anticipation of sending a message.

Then I hit send I hate playing this game

Expressing frustration with the emotional game at the late hour.

It's three AM but I have you to blame

Acknowledging the late-night timing and attributing it to the subject.

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