Split
NIKI 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
In "Split," NIKI speaks about being caught between two worlds, as she divides her time between two different addresses in different parts of the world. She spends Christmas in the West Coast, where it is dry and hot, but she misses her mother, who is elsewhere. Her father is in Jakarta, where it is raining. The singer feels like a part of her is always missing whenever she is away from one of her homes.
NIKI mentions the cultural differences between where she lives and where she comes from. The environment she inhabits is one where people believe in the virtues of self-reliance, while in her traditional home, she is instructed to be like everyone else. The contrast is sharp, and the singer feels like she is always in the middle. She feels like she is spread too thin and stretched beyond capacity. NIKI remains determined and does her best to navigate her split existence between her two homes.
"Split" is a meditation on what it means to live in two different worlds, and the challenges inherent in maintaining a sense of self in a world that demands conformity. NIKI's personal experience may resonate with many people who find themselves feeling caught between different cultural or environmental settings. But, the song ultimately reminds listeners that with determination, one can exist in two worlds and still find a sense of belonging.
Line by Line Meaning
It's a West Coast winter, sun's still a furnace
Despite being winter in the West Coast, the sun is still shining brightly and warmly.
So I keep tanning, just never on purpose
The singer is unintentionally getting a tan due to the constant sunshine.
I'm saturated in equal parts sun and doubt
The singer feels both the warmth of the sun and the heaviness of uncertainty and insecurity.
So I turn the fan on high and hope I sweat it out
The artist tries to combat their inner doubts by turning on the fan and sweating it out.
Christmas is coming, I miss my mama
The artist is feeling nostalgic and sad about their mother during the holiday season.
Well, least I got my daddy, but he's in Jakarta
Although the singer is separated from their mother, they are grateful they still have their father, who is in Jakarta.
And there, it's raining, while here, it's dry as bone
The singer's father is experiencing contrasting weather in Jakarta, where it's raining, while the West Coast is dry.
Kinda wish I knew what I meant when I say, "I miss home"
Although the artist misses home, they are unsure of what exactly they are missing or longing for.
Guess I'm forever caught between two worlds
The artist feels stuck between two different cultures or ways of life.
Right foot rock, left foot hard place, head and heart at war
The artist is caught in a difficult situation where they don't know which path to take.
I do my best between addresses
The singer tries their best to navigate life despite constantly moving to different places.
Wish I were on either side of the foreign wall
The artist wishes they could be settled in one place, whether it's on this side or the other side of a wall that separates cultures.
Always part of me missing, but no one sees a difference
Although the singer feels like a part of them is always missing, nobody else seems to notice or understand.
'Cause I split them all
The singer has divided themselves into different parts to fit into various cultures and environments, making it hard for them to feel like they belong anywhere.
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
@yosellaa
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
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"
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
Oh, 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
@88rising
NIKI's new album “Nicole” out August 12th. Pre-order/pre-save: https://niki.lnk.to/Nicole
@deviennaaa
Niki's lyrical sincerity never fails to impress me <3
@user-um8dr3vk2z
Omg Devi is here
@potatoanxiety
AGREE!!!!!
@FiresAndFoxes
You must listen to some pretty shitty music then
@sifrahuliselan7242
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@koro-senseinguyen9294
@@FiresAndFoxes if we're impressed what's the matter? like maybe it's not your thing but what if we like it? It's taste
@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.