W8ING 4 U
About this track
EIGHT laughs through the heartbreak, crashing back into the same mess while the city keeps glowing around him.
失恋を笑い飛ばすように、EIGHTはまた同じ混乱へ戻っていく。夜の街だけが、何も知らない顔で光り続けている。
A fast-talking indie rock track where EIGHT turns heartbreak, bad habits, and late-night jealousy into chaotic pop-punk energy.
Track information
W8ING 4 U is a Indie Rock / Pop Punk / Alternative Rock / Cyberpunk Music track by EIGHT from NINE CITY RECORDS, created by DESIGN OFFICE NINE.
For licensing, usage, or collaboration inquiries, please contact DESIGN OFFICE NINE.
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Lyrics
Wait, wait...
Too late
Guess who came to ruin the day?
Yeah
Late night, wrong mind, riding through the city
Fake smiles, fake love, everybody acting pretty
Bass loud, face down, stumbling to the kick beat
Bad luck, mad stuck, dancing on a dead street
Sidewalk spinning like a glitch in the skyline
Big grin, thick skin, laughing at the wrong time
Cheap crown, deep frown, still I walk in swinging
Broken little king, but I swear I hear them singing
Tick-tick-ticking on my cheap gold chain
Same old trouble in a brand new frame
Quick fix, cheap tricks, never fix a damn thing
Bad habits move like they’re pulling on a string
Fast text, no text, left on read again
Half dead, headset, buzzing in my brain again
Too cool, old school, crying in the sink
But I laugh so loud that nobody sees me sink
You say move on, move out, move past
But your name keeps running too fast, too fast
I wait, I wait, I wait
Still looking for a clue
Too late, too late, too late
I keep crashing into you
I hate, I hate, I hate
That I saved a place for you
One step, two step, back in the mess
What am I supposed to do?
Red light, dead night, ripped shoes at the station
Bad news, bad mood, bad little vibration
Same tune, same room, brain in a loop
Still looking for a ladder in a sinking soup
Trash TV glowing on a cracked screen
Sad face, bad taste, laughing like a machine
Arcade halo, neon on my shoulders
Heart getting colder as the city gets older
Click-click-clicking through your old IG
Deep dive, blue light, jealousy biting me
Same ghost living in a cracked phone
Every little text feels louder when I’m alone
Fast food, bad moods, cheap thrills, no cure
Everybody shining but I’m not so sure
You moved on, but your ghost moved in
Now my head goes static when the night begins
You say grow up, grow cold, grow numb
But your shadow still sleeps in my lungs
Bad kid, mad kid, laughing through static
Heartbreak dressed up like cheap little magic
Head rush, dead buzz, too much traffic
Love hurts, but the hurt gets attractive
I know, I know
I should let it go
But I keep dancing with the ghost
In the afterglow
I wait, I wait, I wait
Still looking for a clue
Too late, too late, too late
I keep crashing into you
I hate, I hate, I hate
That I saved a place for you
One step, two step, back in the mess
What am I supposed to do?
Wait, wait...
Too late
Still laughing while I ruin my day
Yeah
Too late
Guess who came to ruin the day?
Yeah
Late night, wrong mind, riding through the city
Fake smiles, fake love, everybody acting pretty
Bass loud, face down, stumbling to the kick beat
Bad luck, mad stuck, dancing on a dead street
Sidewalk spinning like a glitch in the skyline
Big grin, thick skin, laughing at the wrong time
Cheap crown, deep frown, still I walk in swinging
Broken little king, but I swear I hear them singing
Tick-tick-ticking on my cheap gold chain
Same old trouble in a brand new frame
Quick fix, cheap tricks, never fix a damn thing
Bad habits move like they’re pulling on a string
Fast text, no text, left on read again
Half dead, headset, buzzing in my brain again
Too cool, old school, crying in the sink
But I laugh so loud that nobody sees me sink
You say move on, move out, move past
But your name keeps running too fast, too fast
I wait, I wait, I wait
Still looking for a clue
Too late, too late, too late
I keep crashing into you
I hate, I hate, I hate
That I saved a place for you
One step, two step, back in the mess
What am I supposed to do?
Red light, dead night, ripped shoes at the station
Bad news, bad mood, bad little vibration
Same tune, same room, brain in a loop
Still looking for a ladder in a sinking soup
Trash TV glowing on a cracked screen
Sad face, bad taste, laughing like a machine
Arcade halo, neon on my shoulders
Heart getting colder as the city gets older
Click-click-clicking through your old IG
Deep dive, blue light, jealousy biting me
Same ghost living in a cracked phone
Every little text feels louder when I’m alone
Fast food, bad moods, cheap thrills, no cure
Everybody shining but I’m not so sure
You moved on, but your ghost moved in
Now my head goes static when the night begins
You say grow up, grow cold, grow numb
But your shadow still sleeps in my lungs
Bad kid, mad kid, laughing through static
Heartbreak dressed up like cheap little magic
Head rush, dead buzz, too much traffic
Love hurts, but the hurt gets attractive
I know, I know
I should let it go
But I keep dancing with the ghost
In the afterglow
I wait, I wait, I wait
Still looking for a clue
Too late, too late, too late
I keep crashing into you
I hate, I hate, I hate
That I saved a place for you
One step, two step, back in the mess
What am I supposed to do?
Wait, wait...
Too late
Still laughing while I ruin my day
Yeah