Mika is both a given name and a surname. Notable people with the name include:
Michael da Conceição Figueiredo (26 September 1987 in Lyon, France), known as Mika, is a Portuguese professional footballer who plays for C.D. Feirense as a central defender.
Mika (/ˈmiːkə/; born Michael Holbrook Penniman, Jr.; 18 August 1983), stylised as MIKA, is a British singer and songwriter.
After recording his first extended play, Dodgy Holiday, Mika was named the number-one predicted breakthrough act of 2007 in an annual BBC poll of music critics, Sound of 2007. Mika released his first full-length studio album, Life in Cartoon Motion, on Island Records in 2007, which sold more than 5.6 million copies worldwide and helped Mika win a Brit Award—winning Best British Breakthrough act, and receive a Grammy Award nomination. In 2006, Mika started up his company, Dodgy Holiday Tours Limited. Two years later Mika released his second extended play, Songs for Sorrow, of which limited edition copies are now sold out worldwide. In 2009 Mika released his second studio album, The Boy Who Knew Too Much. Finishing his worldwide tour, Mika recorded his third album, The Origin of Love, stating it would be "more simplistic pop, less layered than the last one". The album was released internationally on 16 September 2012 and in the UK on 8 October 2012.
Running out of breath, Chasing down the big parade, Aha.
Rising up my hand, Thought I’d beg the marching band to play, for me.
All of these illusions, they really mean the world to me.
Don’t make me out to be this helpless child of misery, maybe love is what I need, but not your sympathy.
In and out of space, I’m always somewhere in between, Aha.
I try to make commands but instead I make a mess of things, for me.
I try to paint by numbers, but nothing’s black and white, for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Don’t make me out to be this helpless child of misery, maybe love is what I need, but not your sympathy.
And nothing and no one can make your lies the truth.
And no one can stand inside your shoes, but you.
Don’t make me out to be this helpless child of misery, maybe love is what I need, but not your sympathy.