Split

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 forеign wall Oh always part of me missing but no one sees a differеnce 'Cause I split them all Ooh ooh 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