no money to get on bus,
the night is still young, where do i go?
the flow of the night is locked in my mind
rewind to the better times
fell asleep miss the stop
just, heart dropped
this is not the similar block,
all those thoughts are knocking me
its a like a drug that does no good to me
its so hard for me to think positive
its like a christian that got mad and turned into satanic
wow, how funny I’m overreacting
cause i just want to be at a place
where there somethings
passing blees, she just passing me by
going home
Where do i go from here
lost inside this dark cast
I cannot see through
this dark path
this dark path
its late
i wanna sing my song to you
its so late
i wanna sing my song to you
sos many things just boosting at once
no mic and a person to say it to
cause its fuzzy
the noise is still buzzy
sister i need someone to love
understand this pain a man goes thru
but fuck it lock myself in my own cage
no rage no page on the bank account
just negative for now
i just want to be home
that odd cultural smell not expressed with words
nasty or clean its there
like home safe the home base
nowadays, things don’t look proper, thinking
as i put cash in the shoe box
collecting dust and no interest
on to the next day, after writing couple bars and just say my grace
the sound the breeze
does its ways
ease the sorrow
lime lights and your spot likes and your own type zones
underneath it all
and all this ruckus and brawl
different roots,
and mines dark too
Lady Lash delivers a spellbinding blend of quiet storm R&B, industrial-tinged synth pop, and experimental hip-hop on her commanding new LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 24, 2021