THE MORE I SING, THE LESS I CRY
Relinquished from captivity and released back into the wild, I roam my native streets of Los Angeles with fractured instincts, limited survival skills, and severed Stockholm Syndrome that throbs and aches like a phantom limb. Music is my beacon, my guiding light until I die, and as I tread the haunted Strip, the more I sing, the less I cry.
All songs written and recorded by Britt Warner*.
Thank you for listening!