Los Angeles
Bryce Vine Lyrics


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I'm part of the last generation that remembers Tamagatchi's
Roller-rinkin', hockey playin', hangin' with the Cosby's
I feel like I'm drinking just to keep myself from thinking how my generation lost me
Alcoholic offspring
Rollin' through the city with some model from the club
Born in Oklahoma, now she Hollywood as fuck
Told me she don't wanna model now she wanna be an actress
I'm just trying to introduce her to my mattress
But, oh my god it's that summertime state
The reaper round the corner
The water feel great
And I'm supposed to be like all these other niggas
Talkin' bout the same shit
We just speaking very different languages
Hey
I don't know what the fuck I'm doin here
But that's okay
I feel alone for the first time
And I'm like hey
I don't know what the fuck I'm doin here
But that's okay
I feel alone for the first time
I look for answers in novels
I keep it home on my dresser
Never the favorite of students, coaches, and college professors
Bread yeast and nellis and creighton
Get me through all the days
When I feel like I wanna blow my spirit away
So caught in the madness
So stuck in the moment
So numb to the cold, it's so lavish
Tip-top of the palace of the classless
And wow I hate it, maybe just enough to vacate it
Cause the more I learned in Los Angeles the less I think about stayin




In awhile, In awhile, In awhile
We just speaking very different languages

Overall Meaning

In the song "Los Angeles," Bryce Vine uses his lyrics to convey a feeling of confusion and disillusionment. He is part of the last generation that remembers Tamagatchis, and he reminisces on his childhood memories of roller-rinks and hanging out with the Cosby family. However, his current circumstances are vastly different as he navigates through the gritty, superficial world of Hollywood. He feels like alcohol is the only way to numb the feeling of being lost and disconnected from his generation.


He discusses his experience of being in the city with a model he met at the club who wants to be an actress, but he just wants to bring her back to his bed. He sings about feeling like he's supposed to be like every other rapper talking about the same shallow topics. He's searching for a deeper meaning which leads to him looking for answers in books and keeping them close by on his dresser. He feels like an outcast with no one on his side, but he finds ways to get through his struggles with the support of bread, yeast, Nellis, and Creighton.


The lyrics suggest that he is caught up in the madness of trying to fit in and navigate Los Angeles, but deep down it's not what he wants. He hates the lavish, superficial lifestyle so much that it may just be enough for him to leave everything behind. He ends the song by acknowledging that he and his peers are speaking different languages as they are consumed by different values and desires.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm part of the last generation that remembers Tamagatchi's
I belong to the group of people who have memories of playing with Tamagotchi, an old digital pet toy.


Roller-rinkin', hockey playin', hangin' with the Cosby's
I used to spend my days roller-skating, playing hockey or chilling with my friends, like the characters from the Cosby show.


I feel like I'm drinking just to keep myself from thinking how my generation lost me
I have lost a sense of belonging in my generation and drinking helps me avoid thinking about it.


Alcoholic offspring
I have inherited the tendency to indulge in alcohol frequently, just like my parents.


Rollin' through the city with some model from the club
I am driving around the city with a woman I met at a club, who works as a model.


Born in Oklahoma, now she Hollywood as fuck
She was originally from Oklahoma, but now she has fully embraced the Hollywood lifestyle.


Told me she don't wanna model now she wanna be an actress
She has revealed to me that her true ambition is to become an actress, rather than to model.


I'm just trying to introduce her to my mattress
I am hoping to engage in intercourse with her.


But, oh my god it's that summertime state
It's summertime in Los Angeles, which is exciting.


The reaper round the corner
I have a sense of impending doom or danger.


The water feel great
The water feels refreshing, possibly referring to pool or beach activities.


And I'm supposed to be like all these other niggas
There is an expectation for me to fit in and behave like other men in Los Angeles.


Talkin' bout the same shit
Everyone else is discussing the same mundane topics.


We just speaking very different languages
I am speaking metaphorically, suggesting that I don't relate to the conversations or culture in Los Angeles, as if we are speaking completely different languages.


I don't know what the fuck I'm doin here, But that's okay, I feel alone for the first time
I'm unsure of why I'm in LA, but coming to terms with feeling lonely for the first time.


I look for answers in novels, I keep it home on my dresser
I turn to reading books to seek answers to my problems and keep them at home, on my dresser.


Never the favorite of students, coaches, and college professors
People in academia or during my school life haven't been fond of me.


Bread yeast and nellis and creighton, Get me through all the days
I find solace in the company of bread yeast, Nellis (likely a place), and Creighton (a university), as they help me deal with my problems.


When I feel like I wanna blow my spirit away
During times of intense emotions or despair, I consider ways to rid myself of my soul or spirit.


So caught in the madness, So stuck in the moment, So numb to the cold, it's so lavish
I am so consumed with the flashy lifestyle of LA that I am disregarding my deeper emotions and feeling numb to everything else.


Tip-top of the palace of the classless
I am at the very top of a society that seems to have no real class or moral value.


And wow I hate it, maybe just enough to vacate it
I despise the lifestyle so much that I may have to leave it behind.


Cause the more I learned in Los Angeles the less I think about stayin
The more time I spend in Los Angeles the less I feel like staying there.


In awhile, In awhile, In awhile
I don't know when I'll be leaving Los Angeles, but it's likely soon.


We just speaking very different languages
Repetition of an earlier line suggesting that I still don't relate to anyone in Los Angeles.




Writer(s): Nolan Joseph Lambroza, Bryce Christopher Ross Johnson

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