Stro Elliot - American Fado lyrics

[Verse 1 - Mr. J. Medeiros] It's forty dollars with a condom, sixty dollars without She's fifteen and on the streets, a harlot living out The story of the homeless, somehow she feels it's safer Then to go back to where home is and the man that use to rape her Only now it's paid for, she just got to wait for Her high to set in, her vitamin to go a day more Wishing she could say more, but she don't know who to trust We know her story she don't know none of us Plus all the lawyers and the doctors she know got no respect for her Why would they stop her when they paying to have s** with her? And everyday she's left with a bruise to remind her She lost in a world where ain't nobody trying to find her It's the effect of the brainwash to reject and blame for The pain she injects it keeps infecting the same sore Around this time is when I came to the door Hoping we would be the same as before But I was dead wrong I knocked and saw the lock was gone and when I peaked through it My heart broke I stood frozen in its leaked fluid Waiting to thaw out, contemplating who to call out Cause she's lying on the floor lifeless And ain't no time to think twice cause the nature of time is To leave you out of breath while you stuck waiting for sirens And luck is hard to find when you a block from the hospital And everyone your asking for help reacts hostile She's hardly breathing her arteries are bleeding I hate to break your party, but somebody find a reason Shut up and grab her feet please, I'm asking for help The blood escaping her arms described exactly how I felt [Hook] This is a story of a girl who never knew her mother Before she goes I hope she knows that someone truly loves her And it's that love that got me starring at her heartbeat The last man to hold her hand before her heart sleeps [Verse 2 - Mr. J. Medeiros] I remember when I first met her I was the only one who fed her instead of giving her change Never given her name she held it secret from our conversations It's all I have of my moms and so I keep it sacred Is what she said to me in a poem she read to me She was only thirteen then but wrote incredibly Regrettably that'd be the last time we talked On our path to being friends we walked fast but it was cut short You know the cliché, a day late plus a buck short And with demons to pay you know she must work I never knew how to help her but in my heart I felt her For a year and a half I was praying shed find shelter Then I heard about this dealer and the cards that he had dealt her The apartment where he held her and how he started to sell her Now what can I tell her when she's frigid and cold My tears fell on the bridge of her nose and mixed with the life leaving I tried to fight the bleeding and give her another reason She should open her eyes But why should she hope for a guy she barely knew To carry her through the door way of the ICU? And yet it happened and I'll never forget that lady Who screamed "doctor I think that mans holding your baby!" I thought the nurse was crazy 'til she entered in And fell to the floor as her reality has emptied him She's been with many men but never new the love of one And now I'm starring towards the floor at one of them Who turns and asks me how I knew his daughter All I knew was she was thirsty so I gave her water [Hook] [Outro - Renée Alston] And when I lived and breathed And in those moments of nothing and everything I wanted to know there was something more than this Something so much more than this But the emptiness inside was bigger Than the hope could ever be I was a girl free to play at wonderland Was safe enough to pray about something Besides how to spend the day or how to let go of the night But the monsters came and the darkness fell And there where no more prayers So tired out and burned out, can't seem to get out of this hole Would like to sleep for hours and hours Just a moment of peace Please I'm begging for just one moment I feel like I've seen you before I've seen your face and known your hand Was it you who carried me here? You don't know even my name The look in your eyes, the way you hold my hand A tenderness like I have never known In these last moments of life These last moments of holding on and letting go I see that it's the end of it all But also the beginning And that somehow I have known grace