Brika can best be called a product of her unique surroundings. She was born… Read Full Bio ↴Brika can best be called a product of her unique surroundings. She was born and raised in Miami with eclectic musical influences. Her music can best be likened to a Pollock painting or a Rauschenberg collage; overflowing with fast, temperamental bursts of creativity, imbued with a daring sense of honesty, and charged with a damning refusal to be categorized or quelled for the sake of fitting a description. Her natural charisma and traveler’s air lend an impulsive and nomadic tone to a body of work characterized by simple, cryptic lyricism and minimalistic production. Thematically, her mind seems attached to a few key fixations (loss, psychology, and the nature of truth), all expounded on in fresh and innovative ways through the power of song. A true iconoclast, Brika is a talented singer-songwriter with enough rawness and accessibility to enthrall audiences the world over.

Mumbai
Brika Lyrics

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Damn it I hate to be the type
That seeks to be amused
Damn it I hate to be the type
Damn it I hate to be the type
That's in it real quick before I'm done
Damn it I hate to be the type
Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning

I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Where's exotic living like in Mumbai
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
There's a high beam in a low side
How would I go
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Damn it I hate to be the type
That sticks to black like a parasite
Damn it I hate to be the type
Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Where's exotic living like in Mumbai
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
Then oh oh oh
There's a high beam in a low side
How would I go
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Still sitting by the fire waiting just a bit in the month of June
Sitting by the fire Still sitting by the fire waiting just a bit in the month of June
Sitting by the fire How would I go
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence of my own
How would I go
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables

If I found myself a limerence
(How would I go, I don't even know)

Overall Meaning

In Brika's song "Mumbai," she expresses her frustration with feeling stuck in life and seeking escape through exotic places like Mumbai. She hates being the type of person who seeks amusement and quickly moves on to the next thing, and also hates being the type who sticks to the familiar like a parasite. The repetition of "oh oh oh" in the chorus represents the feeling of being suffocated and tied down by the spinning world. Brika longs for the thrill of living in a bustling city like Mumbai, where she imagines a high beam in a low side, a place where anything is possible.

The lyrics also mention finding a "limerence of my own," which refers to a state of infatuation or obsessive love. Brika sings about not knowing how she would go about finding this love, but the repetition of "down the yellow road rushed in syllables" suggests a journey to a place where words are hurriedly spoken, full of excitement and possibility.

Overall, the song captures the desire for escape and the longing for something new and exciting. Brika uses Mumbai as a symbol of a place where she can find the thrills and excitement that she craves.

Line by Line Meaning

Damn it I hate to be the type
I dislike being the kind of person who constantly seeks amusement

That seeks to be amused
I dislike constantly looking for entertainment

That's in it real quick before I'm done
I dislike getting involved in things without finishing them

Cause oh oh oh When the world stays spinning I feel tied
I feel overwhelmed and trapped when everything around me is continuously moving

Where's exotic living like in Mumbai
I yearn for the exciting lifestyle found in Mumbai

There's a high beam in a low side
There is a glimmer of hope in otherwise unfavorable circumstances

If I found myself a limerence of my own Down the yellow road Rushed in syllables
If I found love, I would eagerly pursue it despite any obstacles and with great excitement

That sticks to black like a parasite
I dislike being attached to negative things like a parasite attaches to its host

Still sitting by the fire waiting just a bit in the month of June
I am waiting for something in a comfortable and familiar setting

How would I go I don't even know If I found myself a limerence of my own Down the yellow road Rushed in syllables
If I found love, I am uncertain of how it would affect me and how I would handle it

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@soukainas3684

3y↑4

LYRICS
Damm it I hate to be the type
That seeks to be amused
Damm it I hate to be the type
Damm it I hate to be the type
That's in it real quick before I'm done
Damm it I hate to be the type
Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Is exotic livin' like in Mumbai?
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
There's a high beam in a low side
How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own
Dammit I hate to be the type
That sticks to black like a parasite
Dammit I hate to be the type
Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Is exotic livin' like in Mumbai?
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
There's a high beam in a low side
How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own
Still sitting by the fire
Waiting just a bit in the month of June
Sitting by the fire
Sitting by the fire
Just sitting by the fire
Waiting just a bit in the month of June
Sitting by the fire
Sitting by the fire
How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own
How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own
How would I go?
I don't even know
How would I go?
I don't even know
How would I go?
I don't even know
How would I go?
I don't even know

@davidnoronha1598

5y↑4

Dammit I hate to be the type
That seeks to be amused
Dammit I hate to be the type

Dammit I hate to be the type
That's in it real quick before I'm done
Dammit I hate to be the type

Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Where’s exotic living like Mumbai
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
Then oh oh oh
There's a high beam in a low side

How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own

Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence of my own