“Los Angeles” and “Patti Smith” by Annabel Lee – Song Features

 

     Annabel Lee possesses a force generated by her ability to write intelligent and relatable lyrics, even when the subject matter is confessional and beyond the experiences of the listeners. That is particularly accurate for “Los Angeles,” a song she identifies as representing her low point. The song exposes her mental well-being at a time when she allowed herself to be victimized by her own weaknesses. Lee explains:
  “’Los Angeles’ is a song I wrote at my rock bottom. It’s the true story of leaving an eight year relationship, living out of my car, escaping all the way into all of my vices, and entering the darkest mental space I’ve ever experienced. I guess it felt easy to blame the city where it all happened, but this place can really feel like it has a personal vendetta against you. It’s the feeling of that Winston Churchill quote--‘If you’re going through hell, keep going.’” 
 
     The songs “Los Angeles” and “Patti Smith” are among the eleven tracks on an upcoming debut album, “Mother's Hammer.” The album is scheduled for release on March 8. The album was written mostly while in quarantine in 2020. Following a cross-country move to pursue music, Lee found herself in challenging situations, from struggling with addiction and running out of money to ending the eight-year relationship that left her without a place to live. While talking about the album, Annabel Lee said:
  "Some of the stories on the album relate to being strung along by vampires in the industry. Being mistreated and taken advantage of. Fumbling around trying to fall in love and staying numb at every turn. Grieving the loss of friends, gone much too soon, and trying to see the silver linings but losing hope. Being 3,000 miles from anyone that actually knew me. It was a very dark and informative time."
 
     “Mother's Hammer” is available for pre-order on various platforms – CLICK HERE 

     “Los Angeles” by Annabel Lee

Lyrics of “Los Angeles” by Annabel Lee
I’ve been filling all my voids with boys
Let them have me for a night or two, then destroy,
I can’t be blamed if I would rather hold a man than hold myself,
‘Cause when I do I pinch my skin and cry out loud I’m certain this is hell.
 
You’re wasting me Los Angeles
You’re wasting me Los Angeles
 
I was living in my car, parked outside the hotel bar-
My hands are shaking-
I would smoke a pack a day I wish the cancer’d have its way so I quit waking
 
I crossed the line with my best friend, just to numb myself again
Let’s ruin everything
Buy a bottle every night
Lay in bed and grip it tight like it was loving me.
 
You’re wasting me Los Angeles
You’re wasting me Los Angeles
And I can’t go home
 
Fell out of love with the greatest man I’ll ever know-
Can’t believe it, all those years, it seems as though I’ll never be hole.
I’d love to see him with a woman who brings him peace-
Not a woman like me, not a woman like me who’s rotting underneath.
 
You’re wasting me Los Angeles
You’re wasting me Los Angeles
And I can’t go home

     “Patti Smith” by Annabel Lee

Lyrics of “Patti Smith” by Annabel Lee
New York
Scorching in the summer
I sweat
Underneath my lover
Is it too late
Is it too late for me?
 
East side
My infatuation
My guy
Inflicted and impatient
Is it too late
is it too late for me?
 
I wander the lobby of the
The Chelsea Hotel
I dream about begging
To sleep in a cell
 
Oh I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna fear god with a self-made grit
don’t wanna suffer the age I’m in
 
Mornings
Day old bread, you found me
My lungs
Blackened like my coffee
Is it too late
Is it too late for me
 
My dress
Frayed and full of memory
I choose
Romance over cleanly
Is it too late is it too late for me
 
I wander of the lobby of the
The Chelsea Hotel
I dream about begging
To sleep in a cell
 
Oh I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna fear god with a self-made grit
don’t wanna suffer the age I’m in
 
Oh I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna make love and destroy with it
don’t wanna suffer the age I’m in
 
Today feels so hard and I’m searching for why
I’m pining for something that's so far behind
 
Yeah I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna fear god with a self-made grit
don’t wanna suffer the age I’m in
 
Oh I wanna live like Patti Smith
I wanna make love and destroy with it
don’t wanna suffer the age I’m in

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