weeks i didn’t eat
all for you
the things i would do
the blood i would bleed
the feeling i feel
this disease is real
the days were hell
the streets, i cried
the relief, i plead
the defeat, so sweet
the beat, so weak
how i fell to my knees
how fast it ceased
how fast you could release
such a breeze
i still have receipts
you still have a piece
i wonder when i’ll be at peace
when i can cross the street
no wondering if you’ll be there
standing so fair
without glare
won’t shed a tear
‘cause it’ll be so clear
all for you
the things i would do
the blood i would bleed
the feeling i feel
this disease is real
the days were hell
the streets, i cried
the relief, i plead
the defeat, so sweet
the beat, so weak
how i fell to my knees
how fast it ceased
how fast you could release
such a breeze
i still have receipts
you still have a piece
i wonder when i’ll be at peace
when i can cross the street
no wondering if you’ll be there
standing so fair
without glare
won’t shed a tear
‘cause it’ll be so clear
( Dominic Riccitello )
www.ChordsAZ.com