THE LIGHT
BROCKHAMPTON Lyrics


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I give- my mom so- -ness
In the same house my dad died in, all alone
Tryin' not to be paranoid, tryin' not
As they're callin' it
'Cause every headline is a reminder that the world's fucked
So I'm just tryna see the light
In between the clouds
Still love that sunshine

When I look at myself, I see a broken man
Remnants of my pops, put the Glock to his head
Nothing ever go as planned, couldn't make amends
Forcibly pretend I don't give a damn
At a loss, aimless, six feet
Deep, suffocatin', can't face it
Can't change it, ain't make it
Master plans by the maker, I see no savior
Warpin' reflection in stainless steel, alcohol, and pills
Deadly combination left with nothin' else to feel
A floral haven, hopin' was painless, I see you in the faces, places
Am I makin' reflections off a broken mirror
Fragments of my fear, glarin' back, like, "Who's there?"
I can't stand myself, beside myself, I see you there
I know you care, felt numb since September
When I heard the news, what I'd do to speak one last time
Think I always will be haunted by the image
Of a bloody backdrop, skull fragments in the ceilin'
Felt your presence in the room, heard my mother squealin'
Master of disguises, ash to ash
Dust to dust, voids behind my eyelids
Blackin' out, bleedin' out, silence
Louder than a twisted top lion
As sick as our secrets, shadow people and needles
Fading through a peephole
Bedtime stories in purgatory, I miss you

For the record, I can fly
Around the world, absorbing light
Something's missin' deep inside
The light

Somethin' changed in Texas, guess I missed the message
Look, I missed my exit, I'm living like a Jetson
I was broke and desperate, leanin' on my best friends
Only shot callers I was around was bartendin'
Ain't no love in this game, mama, this is not tennis
Take your shoes off, we just did the carpetin'
I could the take the hatin', I could take the praisin'
And it's all noise to me, I'll turn into Satan
Y'all stuck in the Matrix
Red pill, blue pill, all these different faces
All these different cases, shit, y'all done seen me naked
So I'm aware what I want now and I ain't finna fake it
Thank God I made it, thank God I seen God last summer
I was standing on the bridge, I see all y'all under me
Know you are struggling, niggas out here juggling
Losin' jobs, well, losin' God, then everything is tumbling
Feel Heaven rumbling, the rapture is comin'
I love the attention, I'm a bastard in public
I still struggle with tellin' my mom who I'm in love with
Subtleties in between where these diamonds gleam
When Thanksgiving come around, I still don't see 'em
When Christmas come around, nigga, I still don't see 'em
Showed the world who I was before I got to know Ian




To get my people money in exchange for they freedom
I would give it all back for a chance to free 'em

Overall Meaning

In "THE LIGHT" by BROCKHAMPTON, the lyrics explore themes of personal struggle, grief, and the search for hope within a chaotic world. The opening lines depict the singer's deep connection with their mother and the pain of living in the same house where their father died. They express a constant battle against paranoia, fueled by the reminders of a broken and messed up world. Despite this, they remain determined to find some light amidst the darkness, embracing the sunshine and seeking solace in the spaces between clouds.


The lyrics then delve into the singer's personal demons and the impact of their father's suicide. They speak of feeling like a broken man, haunted by the remnants of their father's presence and unable to make amends for the pain caused. Their feelings of loss and aimlessness are intensified, drowning in self-destructive behaviors such as alcohol and pills. The image of a broken mirror represents their fractured sense of self, and the fear that the reflection holds. The lyrics touch upon wanting to communicate with their late father one last time and the haunting image of the aftermath of his suicide. They express feeling numb and haunted since that moment, forever marked by the image of the bloody backdrop and the sound of their mother's anguish. The lyrics conclude with a sense of longing, a heart that misses their presence.


The second verse shifts focus, highlighting the singer's personal growth and the changing landscape of their life. They mention missing a significant message in Texas and metaphorically missing their exit, indicating a sense of disorientation. They reflect on their past struggles and the reliance on their close friends for support. The reference to bartending showcases the limited opportunities and relationships they had at that time. They acknowledge the lack of love in their industry and assert their resilience to both praise and criticism. The lyrics also touch upon self-awareness and an understanding of their own desires, rejecting inauthenticity. The mention of standing on a bridge symbolizes the singer's elevated perspective and the awareness of the struggles faced by others. They acknowledge the difficulties people face, such as unemployment and losing faith, describing a world on the brink of change. The lyrics end with a sense of self-reflection, expressing the singer's struggle to reveal their true identity to their mother and the deep emotional complexity beneath their surface.


Overall, "THE LIGHT" captures the internal turmoil of the singer, their efforts to find hope, and their journey of self-discovery in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

I give- my mom so- -ness
I share my sadness with my mom


In the same house my dad died in, all alone
I live in the house where my dad died, feeling isolated


Tryin' not to be paranoid, tryin' not
Attempting to avoid feeling paranoid


As they're callin' it
As society labels it


'Cause every headline is a reminder that the world's fucked
The news constantly reminds us of the messed-up state of the world


So I'm just tryna see the light
I'm searching for something positive


In between the clouds
Amidst the difficulties and struggles


Still love that sunshine
I still find joy in bright moments


When I look at myself, I see a broken man
I see myself as damaged and flawed


Remnants of my pops, put the Glock to his head
The painful memories of my father's suicide haunt me


Nothing ever go as planned, couldn't make amends
Everything goes wrong, unable to reconcile with my father


Forcibly pretend I don't give a damn
I try to convince myself that I don't care


At a loss, aimless, six feet
Feeling lost and without direction, buried deep


Deep, suffocatin', can't face it
Overwhelmed, suffocating in pain, unable to confront it


Can't change it, ain't make it
Unable to alter the past, unable to fix it


Master plans by the maker, I see no savior
Divine plans in action, yet I don't believe in a savior


Warpin' reflection in stainless steel, alcohol, and pills
Distorted self-image through addiction and self-medicating


Deadly combination left with nothin' else to feel
A dangerous mix that leaves me numb and emotionless


A floral haven, hopin' was painless, I see you in the faces, places
A place of escape, hoping for a painless existence, finding reminders of you everywhere


Am I makin' reflections off a broken mirror
Are my thoughts and self-perception distorted due to my brokenness?


Fragments of my fear, glarin' back, like, 'Who's there?'
Pieces of my fears staring back at me, questioning their presence


I can't stand myself, beside myself, I see you there
I dislike who I am, but when I look closely, I still see you


I know you care, felt numb since September
I know you care, but I've been emotionally numb since September


When I heard the news, what I'd do to speak one last time
When I received the news, I wished I could have one final conversation


Think I always will be haunted by the image
I believe I will always be tormented by the memory


Of a bloody backdrop, skull fragments in the ceilin'
The violent scene of blood and skull fragments on the ceiling


Felt your presence in the room, heard my mother squealin'
I sensed your presence in the room, heard my mother's cries


Master of disguises, ash to ash
Expert at hiding true emotions, from ashes to ashes


Dust to dust, voids behind my eyelids
From dust to dust, empty spaces within my mind


Blackin' out, bleedin' out, silence
Losing consciousness, internally bleeding, profound silence


Louder than a twisted top lion
Silence that roars louder than a ferocious lion


As sick as our secrets, shadow people and needles
Our hidden truths and addictions are as unhealthy as shadows and drug use


Fading through a peephole
Fading away, limited view into my existence


Bedtime stories in purgatory, I miss you
Trapped between life and death, I long for your presence


For the record, I can fly
Just to clarify, I possess the ability to transcend


Around the world, absorbing light
Traveling the world, absorbing positivity and enlightenment


Something's missin' deep inside
A deep void exists within me


The light
The metaphorical light, symbolizing hope and happiness


Somethin' changed in Texas, guess I missed the message
Something shifted in Texas, and I didn't receive the memo


Look, I missed my exit, I'm living like a Jetson
I metaphorically missed my opportunity and now live like a futuristic cartoon


I was broke and desperate, leanin' on my best friends
I was financially and emotionally in need, relying on my closest friends


Only shot callers I was around was bartendin'
The only people with control I encountered were bartenders


Ain't no love in this game, mama, this is not tennis
There is no love in this harsh reality, it's not a friendly game


Take your shoes off, we just did the carpetin'
Relax and make yourself at home, as we just finished carpeting


I could the take the hatin', I could take the praisin'
I can handle both the criticism and the praise


And it's all noise to me, I'll turn into Satan
All the external opinions are meaningless to me, I become fierce and unyielding


Y'all stuck in the Matrix
You are trapped in a false reality


Red pill, blue pill, all these different faces
Referencing the movie 'The Matrix', where choices lead to different outcomes and people have various personas


All these different cases, shit, y'all done seen me naked
All these different scenarios, everyone has seen me vulnerable


So I'm aware what I want now and I ain't finna fake it
Now I know what I desire and I won't pretend anymore


Thank God I made it, thank God I seen God last summer
Expressing gratitude for surviving and having a spiritual experience


I was standing on the bridge, I see all y'all under me
Remembering a moment on a bridge, feeling above everyone else


Know you are struggling, niggas out here juggling
Acknowledging that others are going through difficulties and trying to manage multiple things


Losin' jobs, well, losin' God, then everything is tumbling
Losing employment and faith, causing everything to fall apart


Feel Heaven rumbling, the rapture is comin'
Sensing an impending spiritual event, the end times are approaching


I love the attention, I'm a bastard in public
I enjoy the spotlight, even if it means being viewed negatively


I still struggle with tellin' my mom who I'm in love with
I find it difficult to be open with my mom about my romantic interests


Subtleties in between where these diamonds gleam
Unspoken nuances exist amidst the shiny appearances


When Thanksgiving come around, I still don't see 'em
During Thanksgiving, I still don't have certain people around


When Christmas come around, nigga, I still don't see 'em
During Christmas, those individuals are still absent


Showed the world who I was before I got to know Ian
Revealing my true self to the world, before fully understanding myself


To get my people money in exchange for they freedom
Working to provide financial support to my loved ones for their liberation


I would give it all back for a chance to free 'em
I would sacrifice everything to grant them freedom




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Baird Robert Wittner Acheson, Gabriel Acheson, Ian Simpson, Isaiah Merriweather, Jabari Manwarring, Jonathan Nunes, Romil Hemnani, Russell Evan Boring

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@marygabriella5932

[Intro: Joba]
I give, my mom so, -mess
In the same house my dad died in, all alone
Tryin' not to be paranoid, tryin' not— as they're calling it
'Cause every headline is a reminder that the world's fucked
So I'm just tryin' to see the light
In between the clouds
Still love that sunshine
[Verse 1: Joba]
When I look at myself, I see a broken man
Remnants of my pops, put the Glock to his head
Nothing ever go as planned, couldn't make amends
Forcibly pretend I don't give a damn
At a loss, aimless, six feet
Deep, suffocatin', can't face it
Can't change it, ain't make it
Master plans by the maker, I see no savior
Warped reflection in stainless steel, alcohol, and pills
Deadly combination left with nothin' else to feel
A floral haven, hope it was painless, I see you in the faces
Places, am I making? Reflections off a broken mirror
Fragments of my fear, glarin' back, like, "Who's there?"
I can't stand myself, beside myself, I see you there
I know you care, felt numb since September
When I heard the news, what I'd do to speak one last time
Think I always will be haunted by the image
Of a bloody backdrop, skull fragments in the ceilin'
Felt your presence in the room, heard my mother squealin'
Master of disguises, ash to ash, dust to dust, voids behind my eyelids
Blackin' out, bleedin' out, silence
Louder than a twisted tongue lion
As sick as our secrets, shadow people with needles
Bathin' through a peephole
Bedtime stories from purgatory, I miss you
[Chorus: Joba]
For the record, I can fly
Around the world, absorbing light
Something's missin' deep inside
The light
[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
Somethin' changed in Texas, guess I missed the message
Look, I missed my exit, I'm living like a Jetson
I was broke and desperate, leanin' on my best friends
Only shot callers I was around was bartendin'
Ain't no love in this game, momma, this is not tennis
Take your shoes off, we just did the carpetin'
I could the take the hatin', I could take the praisin'
It's all noise to me, I'll turn into Satan
Y'all stuck in the Matrix, red pill, blue pill, all these different faces
All these different cases, shit, y'all done seen me naked
So I'ma wear what I want now and I ain't finna fake it
Thank God I made it, thank God I seen God last summer
I was standing on the bridge, I see all y'all under me
Know you are struggling, n* out here juggling
Losin' jobs, well, losin' God, then everything is tumbling
Feel Heaven rumbling, the rapture is comin'
I love the attention, I'm a bastard in public
I still struggle with tellin' my mom who I'm in love with
Subtleties in between where these diamonds gleam
When Thanksgiving come around, I still don't see 'em
When Christmas come around, n*, I still don't see 'em
Told the world who I was before I got to know Ian
To get my people money in exchange for they freedom
I would give it all back for a chance to free 'em



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@jamesonthomas9583

Joba has a way of expressing himself that I've always admired alot

@tylerjuanrodriguezokonma836

Hi Bojack, it's me Sad Dog

@flightofnavigator8631

what is this a crossover episode

@Alice-kv3sg

would you like a smoodie?

@daeshonmoorertv4443

I agree, ever since sat 3 on Johnny he started snapping, but even before that with his pitch tones, he too cold

@guilherme7722

hey aren't you the horse from horsin' around?

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@andromeda7674

type of song to hug joba to

@DavidAlvarez-br2vw

@Gastón Belardes jobas dad died. Wouldn’t you wanna give him a hug too

@mlekoajmleczny7056

@@DavidAlvarez-br2vw i would give him a helpful hand

@dennisfinger1441

Could make an album cover outta it

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