There's things i won't allow myself to say,
Like how much I wanted to go away.
And disappear when I hit the ground,
Things just got worse when you were around.
Light me up with another prescription,
I don't mind another crippling addiction.
I swear I'm the only one who even cares,
Some times I wish you were still here.
The only benefit from taking all this abuse,
Was feeling like was in good use.
I don't know if anything will come from this,
The embers of my heart still burn from it.
The latest EP from Brooklyn’s Gilah is an explosion of sound and color, with oceanic guitars and dreamlike melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 14, 2020