Ride - Dessa

Baby, put that out;

I don’t let nobody smoke in here

You sounded woke on the telephone

But faded, you don’t say much

I think I wanna go somewhere

I don’t like the quiet, that’s why you got invited

Oh, fuck it;

my ride’s coming

My ride’s coming

My ride’s coming

My ride’s coming

My ride

Streetlights on wet pavement

City shining twice

Lemme out kitty corner from The Paradise

They used to know me here

Haven’t used that name in years

Been a woman too long for that song now

I’ve been lost and I found out

High supply just brings your cost down

Don’t want you involved, just want you around

Walking in, I gotta step over

A pretty thing leaning her head on her own shoulder

I don’t ask if she’s alright

'Cause I think she’d lie tonight that her ride’s coming

Her ride’s coming

Her ride’s coming

Her ride’s coming

Her ride

Bad news on the television

Two-for-ones on everything

Don’t want no one talking to me

I just watch the flat screen

Closed captions pass:

Looks like gender’s over

Race came back

Faith is a hammer with a book for a handle

And people in power can edit the past

Can put your hands behind your back

To read you someone else’s rights

First the sirens then the lights

That looks like your ride

Your ride

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride’s coming

Your ride