I was just sitting there, lying there, sitting
Crooked frame didn't fit, didn't fit, didn't
Nothing I didn't, didn't do nothing
Sentimental never, sentences never didn't finish
I sat there waiting, waiting, trying not to sleep, praying
For the rain to fall slowly
Sent a letter to the night never heard back
Left me sitting there, lying there, sitting
So long, so long
No going back, no gone, no God
Said my prayer
I am here
I am here
I am here
[breathe in, call out]
I'll find my way out of here
Crooked frame closing in
I feel pressure, head hurts...
This is how it feels alone
This is how it feels alone
I feel pressure, head hurts...
Said my prayer
I am here
I am here
I am here
This is how it feels alone
This is how it feels alone
I feel pressure, head hurts...
I was meant to break
I was meant to fall
I was dying there, lying there, dying
Breathing, at least trying to stay alive and
I wasn't ready to say bye yet, not quite
Didn't feel like it was the greatest timing
But that tiny little light stayed bright, shining
Demons singing hymnals… Angels weep, crying
I never bowed to no tyrant
I stood by the river defiant screaming
"I have arrived… I was alive!!"
I'll find my way out of here
Crooked frame closing in
I feel pressure, head hurts...
This is how it feels alone
This is how it feels alone
I feel pressure, head hurts...
Said my prayer
I am here
I am here
I am here
This is how it feels alone
This is how it feels alone
I feel pressure, head hurts...
The latest from UK artist Kid Bookie is impossible to pin down, offering taut grime beats one minute and cutting alt-rock grooves the next. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 19, 2021