I'm serenaded by a chorus,
Of a thousand burning cigarettes
You've been taking chances, mama
While I've been placing bets
So tell it to the ashes,
they know we served
It may be good for the soul,
But it's hard on the nerves
The very thing that drives you,
Can drive you insane.
Got a head full of thought crimes,
And a number with no name
Got an eleventh hour Jesus and a,
Mouth full of blame.
Casket lined with silver dollars,
And a number with no name
There's nowhere to run
I've got no one to tell
My face has become a mask,
And I'm not wearing it well
For five days straight
I've been breathing fire
Don't have room on my body
For another scar
The very thing that drives you,
Can drive you insane
Got a head full of thought crimes,
And a number with no name
Got an eleventh hour Jesus,
And a mouth full of blame
Casket lined with silver dollars,
And a number with no name
A number with no name
Oakland singer-songwriter honors her Haitian heritage with five R&B spirituals overflowing with radiance, fueled by her soft, angelic voice. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 22, 2022
Lalin St Juste’s atmospheric R&B songs are as gentle as a spring breeze and as mysterious as a far-off galaxy—engrossing and bewitching. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 15, 2021