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I've been sitting here all alone Tryna feel so tame for you, yeah Cause what we found is not the real thing But I'm down, yeah I'm down, yeah Cause you know these kids are all the same This is the real brain And I'll drive you insane I'm waitin 4 you, babe You know it's true, baby Cause I'm just waitin all alone Waitin on the phone Waitin for the glue to dry Waitin a taxi to come by Waitin for the preacher While I'm talkin to my teacher Doin it all for love Doin a bunch of drugs, yeah That's my job son, that's my coat on It's a common simulation to be waitin Waitin 4 you Oh Don't little jungle face transparent put-down Don't shovel cause I'm seeing double But don't go away Losing you is such an easy little option mist Watch it crucify multiply the shot I'm moving out of town Cause you know these kids are all the same Same, same with the memory, mem-- When the papers came, came And they're tellin me I'm insane For waitin 4 u babe Whatever, I'm just waitin all alone Waitin on the phone Waitin for the glue to dry Waitin a taxi to come by (?) Waitin for the preacher While I'm talkin to my teacher Doin it all for love Doin a bunch of drugs, yeah Miss little pixie Thinkin of the 60's Keep a bullet from the 16 Comin on to you, yeah What's a girl to do? What's a girl like me to do? Yeah, turnin into a pixie Charmin as a wizard That look into your eyes Or playin synthesizer She got to feel the rhythm I can feel the rhythm I can feel the rhythm I can feel the rhythm I can feel the rhythm A lot of beautiful girls Beautiful girl Like an elegant air Whispered in my ear She whispers in my ear In a junk yard In a junk yard In a junk yard I just couldn't bare it I was there where it happened I didn't know where to go, so I'm still here waitin 4 you
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Meaning of "Waitin’ 4 U" by Foxygen
The lyrics to "Waitin’ 4 U" plunge us into a restless, almost unhinged state of anticipation. The speaker is stuck, alone, caught in an endless loop of waiting for someone referred to only as "you." There's a palpable tension between a desire for calm and an underlying chaos. A core conflict emerges immediately: the speaker is "tryna feel so tame" for this person, yet simultaneously warns, "I'll drive you insane." This push-pull suggests a volatile internal landscape, where a yearning for connection battles with an inherent instability. The admission that what they found is "not the real thing" hints at a relationship built on shaky ground, yet the speaker remains stubbornly committed. This acceptance of a flawed reality, coupled with the intense longing, fuels the obsessive waiting. The lyrics masterfully convey this obsession through a sprawling, almost stream-of-consciousness list of things being waited for: "on the phone," "for the glue to dry," "a taxi to come by," "for the preacher." These mundane and significant events are thrown together, creating a dizzying sense of time stretching and blurring. This diffuse waiting is punctuated by jarring juxtapositions, like "Doin it all for love" alongside "Doin a bunch of drugs," which starkly link devotion with escapism.
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Credits
- Writers
- Jonathan Rado
- Sam France