Oh, I wanna come near and give you/Every part of me/But there is blood on my hands/And my lips are unclean
from River lyrics by Leon Bridges
The way he’s talking you’d think he’d be dead and gone by the time he hits 30 like his life were a hard road of trial and tribulation. And maybe it has been, he certainly walks and talks the part, but the heavy gloss reveals the cards; all too scripted to hold any semblance of authenticity.
