Split
88Rising Lyrics
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So I keep tanning, just never on purpose
I'm saturated in equal parts sun and doubt
So I turn the fan on high and hope I sweat it out
Christmas is coming, I miss my mama
Well, least I got my daddy, but he's in Jakarta
And there, it's raining, while here, it's dry as bone
Guess I'm forever caught between two worlds
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
I do my best between addresses
Wish I were on either side of the foreign wall
Always part of me missing, but no one sees a difference
'Cause I split them all
Spread so thin, I'm low on emotional bandwidth
The voice in my head speaks a different language
And where I live, they believe you only have yourself
But where I'm from, you're taught to be somebody else
So hellos are short, goodbyes are only half farewells
Oh, I guess I'm forever caught between two worlds
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
I do my best between addresses
Wish I were on either side of the foreign wall
Always part of me missing
But no one sees the difference
'Cause I split them all
The lyrics of the song Split in 2 by 88rising and Niki tell the story of a person who feels stuck between two different worlds. This person is living in California during the winter season, but misses their family back home. They feel torn between the two cultures and the different beliefs they hold. They express their feelings of being spread so thin and not fitting in either place. The song reflects on the struggles of feeling like you don't have a place to call home and the internal conflict that arises from trying to belong to two different cultures.
The lyrics are a representation of the feeling of being trapped between two worlds, which is often experienced by people who emigrate to a new country or who come from mixed backgrounds. The artist talks about how they miss their family and how they're dealing with the loneliness of being so far away. They're also conflicted about their identity, as they don't fully fit into either the American or the Indonesian culture. The lyrics convey a sense of loneliness, alienation, and isolation that many people experience when they're living in a place that's different from where they grew up.
The artist talks about how they're doing their best to cope with the situation, but they still feel like they're stuck. They're struggling to make connections in their new environment and feeling like they don't have a place to call their own. The lyrics are written with a sense of longing and sadness that speaks to the hearts of anyone who's ever felt lost in the world. The song is a powerful reflection of the feelings of the global community today, as many people migrate in search of better opportunities or move to a foreign land to start a new life.
Line by Line Meaning
It's a West Coast winter, sun's still a furnace
Although it is winter on the West Coast, the sun is scorching, and the weather feels just like summer.
So I keep tanning, just never on purpose
I am still exposed to so much sunlight that I unintentionally keep getting a tan.
I'm saturated in equal parts sun and doubt
My mind is filled with both confidence and uncertainty in equal measure.
So I turn the fan on high and hope I sweat it out
To alleviate my doubts and fears, I turn the fan on high, hoping it will help me to sweat them out.
Christmas is coming, I miss my mama
As Christmas approaches, I miss my mother dearly.
Well, least I got my daddy, but he's in Jakarta
Although I miss my mother, I am grateful that I have my father even though he is far away in Jakarta.
And there, it's raining, while here, it's dry as bone
In Jakarta, it is raining, while where I am, it is bone dry, creating a feeling of disconnect.
Kinda wish I knew what I meant when I say, "I miss home"
I wish I had a better understanding of what I mean when I say that I miss home.
Guess I'm forever caught between two worlds
I feel like I am always stuck between two worlds with no real sense of belonging to either one.
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
I am pulled in two different directions, and my mind and my heart are constantly at odds with each other.
I do my best between addresses
I try to make the best of my situation as I move from one place to another.
Wish I were on either side of the foreign wall
I wish I could be settled and rooted in either one of the countries separated by the foreign wall.
Always part of me missing, but no one sees a difference
I feel like a part of me is always missing, but to others, it seems like nothing has changed.
'Cause I split them all
I divide myself between two worlds to the point that I cannot fully belong or identify with either one.
Spread so thin, I'm low on emotional bandwidth
I feel like I have stretched myself too thin and have depleted my emotional resources.
The voice in my head speaks a different language
The thoughts and voices in my head are in a different language, adding to my sense of dislocation.
And where I live, they believe you only have yourself
The place where I live has a culture that emphasizes individualism, which contrasts with my upbringing.
But where I'm from, you're taught to be somebody else
In contrast to where I live now, the culture of my home country emphasizes conforming to societal norms.
So hellos are short, goodbyes are only half farewells
I have gotten used to short hellos and goodbyes that are not fully heartfelt because they happen so frequently as people move in and out of my life.
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Daniel Tannenbaum, Jacob Ray, Nicole Zefanya
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@muhammadirhas657
[Verse 1]
It's a West Coast winter, sun's still a furnace
So I keep tanning, just never on purpose
I'm saturated in equal parts sun and doubt
So I turn the fan on high and hope I sweat it out
[Verse 2]
Christmas is coming, I miss my mama
Well, least I got my daddy, but he's in Jakarta
And there, it's raining, while here, it's dry as bone
Kinda wish I knew what I meant when I'd say, "I miss home"
[Chorus]
Guess I'm forever caught between two worlds
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
I do my best between addresses
Wish I were on either side of the forеign wall
Oh, always part of me missing, but no one sees a differеnce
'Cause I split them all (Ooh, ooh)
[Verse 3]
Spread so thin, I'm low on emotional bandwidth
The voice in my head speaks a different language
And where I live, they believe you only have yourself
But where I'm from, you're taught to be somebody else
So hellos are short, goodbyes are only half farewells
[Chorus]
Oh, I guess I'm forever caught between two worlds
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
I do my best between addresses
Wish I were on either side of the foreign wall
Always part of me missing
But no one sees the difference
'Cause I split them all
@osteria3417
Split Lyrics NIKI & 88rising
[Verse 1]
It’s a West Coast winter, sun’s still a furnace
So I keep tanning, just never on purpose
I’m saturated in equal parts sun and doubt
So I turn the fan on high and hope I sweat it out
[Verse 2]
Christmas is coming, I miss my mama
Well, least I got my daddy, but he’s in Jakarta
And there, it’s raining, while here, it’s dry as bone
Kinda wish I knew what I meant when I’d say, “I miss home”
[Chorus]
Guess I’m forever caught between two worlds
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
I do my best between addresses
Wish I were on either side of the forеign wall
Oh, always part of me missing, but no one sees a differеnce
‘Cause I split them all (Ooh, ooh)
[Verse 3]
Spread so thin, I’m low on emotional bandwidth
The voice in my head speaks a different language
And where I live, they believe you only have yourself
But where I’m from, you’re taught to be somebody else
So hellos are short, goodbyes are only half farewells
[Chorus]
Oh, I guess I’m forever caught between two worlds
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
I do my best between addresses
Wish I were on either side of the foreign wall
Always part of me missing
But no one sees the difference
‘Cause I split them all
@88rising
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@verachronosdottir2289
I dont interpret this song as homesickness but as the feeling of not belonging anywhere
When you grow up abroad and feel that's your home but then you realize you dont belong because you look different from everyone around you, but when you go to your hometown, your own country expecting you will find home but then find out you cant assimilate because of glaring cultural difference
You have two houses but none of them can be called home
@naufallhabib
rolling in the deep
@canlyhansen1588
true. i actually have this impression first before. after i read comments though, i also feel like it could also relate to homesickness. but i am more inclined to this impression more, because of lyrics that really hit home to me, the part where she feels there is always something missing (now that she has chosen this life), and how none sees the difference (ironically even people closest to her) because she split them all.
@JaCk-ep6px
it's called 3rd culture kid (4th, 5th ...) and reverse culture shock. I remember learning it from this girl https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3COAIzdG9Vk
she made me laugh
@khalisharamadhina7255
“THE VOICE IN MY HEAD SPEAKS A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE” HITS ME HARD
@ijeomaofor
Me too!!!
@girlsformark
SAME
@mimigreco6511
CRY. EVERY. TIME.
@nadiawijanarko1974
As an Indonesian, particularly from Jakarta, living abroad and going into the holiday season alone for the first time, this song hits different 😭😭😭 Such relatable, beautiful, sincre lyrics. Thank you Niki!! ❤️❤️