Hey Rosetta - Holy Shit

Holy shit
What a relief

I pulled myself apart - couldn't breathe - tore my hair - bit my skin
I thought of all the dark - all the ash - all the blood - all the grief
I told myself look up - told myself look up and believe
And now this peace - like a blanket - enveloping me.

And holy shit
What a relief
The worst has come
And turned to leave
And holy shit
What a relief!
All that weight falling from me
And all that breath finally free