PSYLENSE OF THE LAMBATTA FEATURING SONGBIRD LYRICS

Sunlight, moonlight

One night, mood right

New sight

Open my eyes and let the few write

New Christ

Birth

 

Mary had a little lamb

Sherri had a little Cam

Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man

Buried under stricken land

Mary had a little lamb

Sherri had a little Cam

Miracle she didn't plan

Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, innerstand

 

Grown man sleeping on the floor

Hear the mice squeaking by the door

I ain't really eating any more

Money spent on this bag of weed I can't afford

What's the meaning of it all?

Living in the Bronx where it's freezing in the fall

And police are on the call

Isolated from the people I adore

Family and friends I don't speak to anymore

Mama struggles she can't even get a call

Probably think that I don't need her anymore

I'm just working out my demons with the Lord

Put them deep into a song like I bleed when I record

I don't even like breathing when I'm poor

So I'm working til I'm rich enough, I can buy my freedom from the law

Or maybe I just need to be evolved

Maybe it's too deep for me to solve

 

Mary had a little lamb

Sherri had a little Cam

Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man

Buried under stricken land

Mary had a little lamb

Sherri had a little Cam

Miracle she didn't plan

Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, living innerstand

 

I get so preoccupied

I ain't know my uncle and my auntie died

Remember when I heard my grandmama died

Wasn't there to wipe the tears from mama's eyes

Little sister was, it had her traumatized

Should've been home on thanksgiving I apologize

The guilt that's in my spirit can't be quantified

And when I ain't have a father uncle John was mine, God I try

 

Thank you, I thank you

You'll still be the one that I pray to

I still feel I have to be grateful

But why do you take back your angels?

I love you I hate you

But I didn't ask to be made you

Can't I relax and be stable?

Why does this have to be painful?

 

Mary had a little lamb

Sherri had a little Cam

Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man

Buried under stricken land

Mary had a little lamb

Sherri had a little Cam

Miracle she didn't plan

Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, living innerstand

 

Already died I can't die no more

I'm alive and I wanna be alive some more

Already cried I can't cry no more

Feeling so high, why my eyes so low?

Try to shine and let my soul glow

It's a part of me inside even I don't know

Places in my mind even I won't go

This the encore to the final show