Fair Fight
ISAAC SLADE
Made it fourteen city
Blocks without breathing
Light breaks from the left and
Hit's between the buildings
Stoplights change their name from green
To red to green again
Love has it's critics but they
Never keep many friends
It's alright, this could be a rough night
So hold tight, this is not a fair fight
She up and died and left you
In a fall you cannot forget
You were too young and you
Said not yet, not yet, not yet
That year
The cherries choked from pretty pink
To red to brown
You looked around but she was
Nowhere to be found
It's alright, this could be a rough night
So hold tight, this is not a fair fight
It's alright, this will be a rough night
So hold tight, this is not a fair fight