Lost in the sunset
Lost with where I am
Hiding from my sleep debt
Feet in my sneakers, head in the sand
Stagger through the dusk, getting home
Trying to find just where I am
Trying to come to know just who I am
Melting in the south Alabama heat
Underneath the south Alabama sun
South Alabama sand beneath my feet
Southern Alabama air burning my lungs
Be weary of those folks with big teeth
And those who careless with they guns
Remember nobody's really seeking independence from their drugs
What you want
I got everything except for love
Pick a direction
You won't see nothing but some tall grass and some power lines
Here no ones got no affection
I'll laugh if you ask for mine
I walk for miles beneath the power lines
Only in my dreams will I be away
Resume at point a when I awake
Southern drawls narrate everything
They can't understand what I say?
We carry our whole lives in these drawers
Everything and anything that'll get us paid
This whole place is full of poison arrows flying my way
I come to tears as I reach for the sun
I've come to fear that I ain't the only one
I'm sure there's voices to hear
But a deaf soul don't hear nothing
I ain't sure that I can
Who I am never been in my hands
No matter, that's all I has
No substance, that's all I am
It keeps me up in the middle of the night
I ain't doing alright
I ain't doing alright
It keeps me up in the middle of the night
I ain't doing alright
I ain't doing alright
You can't keep me from bleeding into your memories
Pay no fees it will never be clean
It is and was bound to be bound me, found but not free
No matter what I have to leave
I have to leave
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JPEGMAFIA follows November's EP! with this aptly titled release that explores distrust, anguish, and mental health. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 12, 2021