Part 1
If I can’t sing
You the blues
I might as well
Write you the tunes
Let the rhythm backslide
So in turn my lyrics might glide
Blues singer you can rest easy tonight
Because it’s the poets turn to
Shine in the spotlight
May I stand to the mic
And say my peace
Cuz poets got blues
We must speak and release
The color of me is not green or purple
Right now I’m colored blue
So please don’t be mad at me
Tonight blues singer
It’s not my voice but my words
That I want to linger
First I wanna kill them softly
And then hit ‘em a little rough
Cuz I want the world to
Hear my frustration
I want my words to
Lead an invasion
And attack your soul
With the pain I feel
Hold you hostage and make you listen
‘Cuz what I feel is real
Only to make you understand
That you’re not alone in your sufferin’
That I too am gettin’ those
Midnight blues and colorin’
The night sky
With not black but blue
We all got
Heartache and pain
Pumping through
These blood thirsty veins
So you see
Blues star
We aren’t too
Much afar
Between the lyrics
You sing and
My words that sting
Sometimes you just
Got to let the blues
Rule as king
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