The Sun
Night Lovell Lyrics
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In my brain it be feeling like a mosh pit
You don't like me 'cause I'm sitting in the cockpit
Been too long so I told that bitch to stop it
Since I changed I don't fuck with any sunny days
Don't go out in sunny days without my Cartier's
Cartier's nice but I like my Louis frames
Fucked that thottie and her friend but I forgot they names
Everyday I just be feeling like some dog shit
It's like my body just belongs inside a dark trench
Then they find my body laying on a park bench
All these kids say I'm iconic, you so underrated
Well I rather underrated versus overrated
They say "Lovell, all this shit you say be helping me"
I'm just tryna make you niggas really start to see (Shit)
Tryna make you niggas really start to see, damn, damn
Break you down
Then I reach inside your head, just to see your thoughts
You can't touch me I'm a motherfucking greater demon
Yes I'm back bitch, this the motherfucking season
Will I pay these niggas mind? There's no fucking reason
Will I pay these bitches mind? They think I don't read 'em
Thinking back to when I used to have no fucking stress
All this shit has turned into a motherfucking mess
Nothing fucking less
Pain inside my chest
Say you wanna take my pain, be my fucking guest
I'm so done with all these people lying to my face
Feel like moving all my shit some place, so far away
Maybe someday
I'm so fucking done
Don't you try to make me happy saying I'm the one
You don't like me just be honest this no fucking fun
I refuse to listen to you dance the fucking sun
It's time I fucking run
Wake up
Lovell, wake up!
In Night Lovell's song "THE SUN," the lyrics depict the artist's introspective and somber state of mind. He begins by expressing feeling sick and isolated, emphasizing his preference for solitude. Lovell alludes to the chaotic nature of his thoughts, comparing them to a mosh pit. He acknowledges that his unique perspective, represented by sitting in the cockpit, might cause others to dislike him. The lyrics reflect a sense of detachment from sunny days, suggesting a preference for darkness and mystery, as symbolized by wearing Cartier sunglasses and Louis Vuitton frames.
The artist delves deeper into his personal struggles, referring to his experiences as "dark shit" and feeling like "dog shit." He envisions his body belonging to a dark trench and imagines himself found lifeless on a park bench. Despite his struggles, Lovell acknowledges the impact his words have on others, recognizing that he helps people by expressing himself truthfully.
Line by Line Meaning
Sick all day and it's 'cause I'm on my lone shit
I've been feeling unwell all day because I prefer being alone
In my brain it be feeling like a mosh pit
My mind feels chaotic and crowded, like a mosh pit
You don't like me 'cause I'm sitting in the cockpit
You dislike me because I'm in control and leading the way
Been too long so I told that bitch to stop it
It's been too long, so I ended my relationship with that woman
Since I changed I don't fuck with any sunny days
Ever since I changed, I avoid cheerful and bright days
Don't go out in sunny days without my Cartier's
I don't go out on sunny days without wearing my Cartier sunglasses
Cartier's nice but I like my Louis frames
Cartier sunglasses are good, but I prefer my Louis Vuitton frames
Fucked that thottie and her friend but I forgot they names
I had sexual encounters with those girls, but I can't remember their names
Jokes aside I've been going through some dark shit
Putting jokes aside, I've been experiencing some emotionally distressing situations
Everyday I just be feeling like some dog shit
Every day, I feel as worthless as dog feces
It's like my body just belongs inside a dark trench
I feel as though my entire being belongs in a deep, dark hole
Then they find my body laying on a park bench
Eventually, they will discover my lifeless body on a public bench
All these kids say I'm iconic, you so underrated
Many young people consider me to be a symbol of greatness, while they believe you are undervalued
Well I rather underrated versus overrated
Personally, I prefer being underrated rather than overrated
They say 'Lovell, all this shit you say be helping me'
They claim that the things I say greatly assist them
I'm just tryna make you niggas really start to see (Shit)
I'm simply attempting to make all of you understand deeply
Break you down
I want to psychologically dismantle you
Then I reach inside your head, just to see your thoughts
I delve into your mind to observe your innermost thoughts
You can't touch me I'm a motherfucking greater demon
You cannot harm me; I possess an immense power as a demonic being
Yes I'm back bitch, this the motherfucking season
Yes, I have returned and this is the period of my dominance
Will I pay these niggas mind? There's no fucking reason
Should I pay attention to these individuals? There is absolutely no justification
Will I pay these bitches mind? They think I don't read 'em
Should I care about these women's opinions? They mistakenly believe I am unaware
Thinking back to when I used to have no fucking stress
Reflecting upon a time when I had no stress at all
All this shit has turned into a motherfucking mess
All of these issues have transformed into an utter disaster
Nothing fucking less
Absolutely nothing less
Pain inside my chest
I experience anguish deep within my chest
Say you wanna take my pain, be my fucking guest
If you claim to desire to take away my pain, then go ahead and do so
I'm so done with all these people lying to my face
I'm utterly tired of people deceiving me directly
Feel like moving all my shit some place, so far away
I feel like relocating everything I own to a distant location
Maybe someday
Possibly in the future
I'm so fucking done
I am completely fed up
Don't you try to make me happy saying I'm the one
Don't attempt to please me by stating that I am the chosen one
You don't like me just be honest this no fucking fun
If you don't like me, just be straightforward and admit it; it's not enjoyable at all
I refuse to listen to you dance the fucking sun
I refuse to let your words sway me like the movements of the sun
It's time I fucking run
Now is the moment for me to escape
Wake up
Wake up, Lovell!
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Shermar Paul
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