hope

he was a good friend of mine

he died

why i write about it now?

gotta honor him somehow

we saw some people cryin' that night

yeah

fentanyl took a few lives from our life

alright

i awoke in the middle of the night

he spoke with his eyes half closed

can you get me something else to eat?

got a hole in my chest

i can't take it anymore

put my pillow to the desk

let me rest

in the house they were callin' out his name

all night

takin' turns on the bed

throwin' bottles from the windows of the home

on hope street

you can write a check in my name now

eddie

take the money and run