Thinking Of You
Microwave Lyrics


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They raised their rusty hammers up in heaven around the base of God's great golden throne
And sculpted me the archetypal villain of all the children's stories I was told.
And I've been told.
Believe me I've been told.
There's been something about you I've never liked, something insincere about that look up in your eyes.
And I can tell that it's been hell that's keeping you alive,
but you ain't spoke a word for my entire fucking life.
So, I've been clenching my jaw, grinding my teeth up under my sheets. You're playing with me. (Pull, pull)
Oh God you've gotta calm my thoughts
with every Benzodiazepine and Elavil you've got and I'll rot
cause all your scripts won't fix the real cause.
It's you God.
And all the fucked up scare tactics you use on me. You got in my weak spots and you're sick,
you're playing with me.




I've got an angel that keeps me from thinking.
The hairs on her soft skin couch me, I'm sinking.

Overall Meaning

Microwave's "Thinking of You" is an introspective song that explores the theme of inner demons and the negative impact of external influences on oneself. The opening lines, "They raised their rusty hammers up in heaven around the base of God's great golden throne and sculpted me the archetypal villain of all the children's stories I was told," suggest that the singer is grappling with the internalized villainy that has been ingrained in them since childhood. The use of the imagery of God and heaven in the lyrics hints at the idea of societal expectations and norms being forced upon individuals, contributing to their inner turmoil.


The following lines, "There's been something about you I've never liked, something insincere about that look up in your eyes," depict the singer's distrust and suspicion towards someone in their life. The lyrics suggest that this person is a source of added suffering and confusion for the singer. The lines "And I can tell that it's been hell that's keeping you alive, but you ain't spoke a word for my entire fucking life," suggest that the singer's animosity towards this person stems from their lack of communication or acknowledgment of the singer's struggles.


The chorus, "So, I've been clenching my jaw, grinding my teeth up under my sheets. You're playing with me," portrays the singer's frustration and anger towards this person. The lines "It's you God. And all the fucked up scare tactics you use on me. You got in my weak spots and you're sick, you're playing with me," suggest that the singer blames God for their inner turmoil and sees God as a figure who uses fear as a way to manipulate and control them.


The song concludes with the lines, "I've got an angel that keeps me from thinking. The hairs on her soft skin couch me, I'm sinking," depicting the singer's use of escapism to deal with their inner demons. The lyrics suggest that the singer has found comfort in someone who keeps them grounded and prevents them from getting lost in negative thoughts.


Line by Line Meaning

They raised their rusty hammers up in heaven around the base of God's great golden throne
Imagery describing God's angels molding the singer's personality.


And sculpted me the archetypal villain of all the children's stories I was told.
The singer feels like their personality was crafted to be a villain, like in childhood stories.


And I've been told.
The singer has heard and been reminded of this numerous times.


Believe me I've been told.
The artist wants the listener to know that they've been told many times about their villainous nature.


There's been something about you I've never liked, something insincere about that look up in your eyes.
The artist distrusts the listener and finds their gaze to be disingenuous.


And I can tell that it's been hell that's keeping you alive, but you ain't spoke a word for my entire fucking life.
The singer recognizes that the listener has had a hard life, but resents their silence and lack of communication with them.


So, I've been clenching my jaw, grinding my teeth up under my sheets. You're playing with me. (Pull, pull)
The singer is frustrated and angry with the listener, feeling like they are being toyed with.


Oh God you've gotta calm my thoughts with every Benzodiazepine and Elavil you've got and I'll rot cause all your scripts won't fix the real cause. It's you God.
The artist is struggling with mental illness and feels like God is the root of their problems, not the medication they are being prescribed.


And all the fucked up scare tactics you use on me. You got in my weak spots and you're sick, you're playing with me.
The artist feels like they are being manipulated and abused by God.


I've got an angel that keeps me from thinking. The hairs on her soft skin couch me, I'm sinking.
The artist has someone in their life who helps them cope, and they find comfort in physical touch.




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Harrison

Why are these guys so underrated it makes me so sad...

Geoffrey Oliva

I never get tired of Microwave. As someone raised catholic and has had to make my way out of the programming towards less than admirable years, this one hits home

Karen V

This is so good it makes me want to cry

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Emmanuel Spiegel

Yeah they were good

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Amanda Augustine

so beautiful.

Belen Sanchez

can someone get me the lyrics of this song?!?!

Hannah

Taco Bell's twitter tweeted me a link to this video

Adam Matis

I hear a lot of Korn influences in this

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