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Otto Lindqvist

Just waiting just waiting

Trained as a cellist and plays guitar like one; talks less than anyone in the studio

the numbers

bpm
136
key
F minor
energy
0.73
dance
0.95
valence
0.47
vocal at
4.8s
length
4:04
language
Fi

lyrics

Wet asphalt shines like a black mirror

My leather jacket soaked right through

The bus stop sign a blurry smear

Still waiting out here just for you

My boots squish water with each step

This cold seeps into my bones

Just waiting just waiting

Outside your door

Just waiting just waiting

For something more

Just waiting just waiting

The sky it pours

Just waiting just waiting

Your window dark a silent eye

No flicker of a lamp inside

The city hums a lonely sigh

Where do you go where do you hide

Just waiting just waiting

Outside your door

Just waiting just waiting

For something more

Just waiting just waiting

The sky it pours

Just waiting just waiting

A red brick wall a dripping drain

The smell of earth and falling leaves

I trace your name in the window pane

My breath a fog that quickly flees