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Andreya Triana Lyrics


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Hey you
The long time stranger
Do you think of before?
When we were wrapped up in ourselves
In a mess behind the door
Now it seems so, so immature
Your stolen signs
The stickers on your door

The beginning was warmer
Than your ending prose
You were another conqueror
I was another part disposed
I guess that's just the way it goes

Hey you
My one time wonderer
Do you feel for before?
It is etched out in photographs
And scratched up records
Now it seems so, so immature
Your postered walls
The dirt on your floor

The beginning was warmer
Than your ending prose
You were another conqueror
I was another part disposed
I guess that's just the way it goes

So I want to know
Did you ever think of me on a summer day?

Or holding her hand out in tha rain?
Remember I said 'Please, please, please don't go'
And now we're just strangers in different worlds




I guess that's just the way it goes
Well I guess that's just the way it goes

Overall Meaning

The song "X" by Andreya Triana is a reflective piece about the aftermath of a past relationship. The lyrics address a "long time stranger" who the singer used to be wrapped up in, but who now seems immature in their past behavior. The singer expresses sentiments of nostalgia when asking the stranger if they remember being "wrapped up in themselves" and the mess they left behind. The song emphasizes the disconnection between two people who were once close and now have become strangers living in different worlds.


The chorus of the song emphasizes the nostalgia and longing for what was lost. The singer asks if the stranger ever thought of them on a summer day or holding hands in the rain. The singer also lets the stranger know that they remember begging them not to leave and feeling a sense of dispossession when they parted ways. The song ends with the recognition that sometimes, relationships must end and people must move on.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey you
The singer addresses someone whose identity is unclear.


The long time stranger
The person being addressed is someone who has not been seen or spoken to in a long time.


Do you think of before?
The singer asks if the person being addressed still remembers a past shared between them.


When we were wrapped up in ourselves
Both the artist and the person being addressed were self-absorbed in the past.


In a mess behind the door
Whatever happened between the two of them was chaotic and hidden from others.


Now it seems so, so immature
The singer feels like their past behavior was childish.


Your stolen signs
The person being addressed owned items that were taken by the singer in the past, possibly as a memento of their shared history.


The stickers on your door
The person being addressed decorated their bedroom door with stickers, which the artist recalls from the past.


The beginning was warmer
The early days of their relationship were more passionate and loving.


Than your ending prose
Their communication has since cooled off and lost its literary flair.


You were another conqueror
The person being addressed was a typical lover who would pursue the singer and move on to others, leaving them behind.


I was another part disposed
The artist was just another person that the person being addressed used for a period of time and then discarded.


I guess that's just the way it goes
The singer accepts the pattern of fleeting relationships and mutual forgetfulness.


My one time wonderer
The singer changes their reference to the person being addressed, implying that the person was once a source of admiration for the singer.


It is etched out in photographs
Their past is still visible in photos, which the singer still has access to.


And scratched up records
The person being addressed used to own vinyl records which were scratched from overuse.


Your postered walls
The person being addressed decorated their room with posters.


The dirt on your floor
The state of the person being addressed's room was not very clean.


So I want to know
The singer expresses a curiosity about the person being addressed.


Did you ever think of me on a summer day?
The artist wonders if the person being addressed ever reminisces about the past when it was warm and sunny.


Or holding her hand out in tha rain?
The artist wonders if the person being addressed thinks about holding someone else's hand while in the rain.


Remember I said 'Please, please, please don't go'
The artist recalls a plea to the person being addressed to stay with them and not leave their shared past behind.


And now we're just strangers in different worlds
Both the singer and the person being addressed have moved on to different lives and are essentially strangers to each other.


Well I guess that's just the way it goes
The artist reiterates their acceptance of the fact that people move on and forget each other, even if they once had a strong connection.




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