Gazzelle’s “OK” feels like a late-night walk through the city with your pockets full of unanswered questions. The lyrics list a series of small, uncomfortable moments: showing up when everyone has gone, feeling embarrassed with no one to rescue you, swallowing anger you wish you could spit out like last Thursday’s drink. Every time life pokes him, the singer replies with a simple “Ok”. Those two letters sound casual, yet they mask frustration, exhaustion and the fear of no longer recognising yourself.
In the chorus, that repeated “Ok” becomes a fragile shield. It is the word you mutter when you are too tired to fight back, when you have “collected slaps” but never thrown any, and when insomnia pushes you to search for meaning “from midnight to six”. The song captures the bittersweet vibe of modern life: we keep stumbling, pretending we are fine, and telling the world “Ok” even as we hope someone will finally say, “Come with me, I’ve got you.” A minimalist phrase turns into a quiet anthem for everyone who is struggling but still standing.