Davy Joness Locker [Original] ft

Lyrics:
Shipwrecked in a sea of faces,
seeking out a distant shore.
These waves of overstimulation
tug me toward the ocean floor.
I wanna go home
Strain becomes my concrete shoes,
ocean water fills my lungs.
His locker rushes toward me
and engulfs me tightly like a glove.
I’m going home
The lights aren’t too bright,
the sounds aren’t too sharp
and nobody named “Jones”
lives down in the dark
Credits:
lefthand: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Lyrics
Ryan Masecar (@masecardrums) Drums, Mixing, Mastering
Drums and all Mixing and Mastering were done at Car Shop Recording in North Carolina.

[@C-Stanz]

beautiful song

[@lefthand133]

Thank you!🙏🏾

[@guillermodelnoche]

Freaking excellent man! I prefer your originals and when you sing to some of the cover videos. I dig your whole musical vibe! Great work!

[@lefthand133]

Thanks so much! 🥰