Hannah Eggen - 8:46 lyrics
[Hannah Eggen - 8:46 lyrics]
I can’t breathe
Mountain tops and bus stops echo
He Can’t breathe
Floyd is lying on the concrete
We can’t breathe
Seems like these videos stay on repeat
Memories of the gentle folks on these streets
Tears they hurt my eyes the gas is burning
But my t-shirt says that
Sandra Bland was here
Then disappeared, who is to blame?
Them sons of Cain
Headline Headline read all about it
They hunted on Ahmaud like a Savage
The murder was so natural they recorded it
Everybody thinking they next
Headline Headline read all about it
Breonna Taylor, 8 times, shot down
We ain’t even safe in our own home
Everybody thinking they next
She can’t breathe
Mountain tops and bus stops echo
He can’t breathe
Face down laying in the die-in
We can’t breathe
Candle wax all melting on the concrete
Memories of the gentlemen in these streets
Tears they hurt my eyes the gas is burning
But my t-shirt says that Garner was just here
Then disappeared, who is to blame?
Them sons of Cain
Hey now, Hey now, Love is the answer
But tell me why the hate taking over
Gate way city to the West
With everybody thinking they next
Many men, Many men, fall like the young brown
And pleading self-defense is the new sound
Gate way city to the west
With everybody thinking they next
Its like the Wild Wild West
Taken to the Mid West
Toy gun in his hand, he went
From playing to the real thing, bang bang
Ferguson, I seen the whole
World turn into Ferguson
Overnight theres city lights in Ferguson
Candle wax all melting on the concrete
Cocktails being passed but no ones happy
Tears they hurt my eyes the gas is burning
But my T-shirt says that
Little Rice was here, then disappeared
Who is to blame? Them sons of Cain
Mountain tops and bus stops echo
He Can’t breathe
Floyd is lying on the concrete
We can’t breathe
Seems like these videos stay on repeat
Memories of the gentle folks on these streets
Tears they hurt my eyes the gas is burning
But my t-shirt says that
Sandra Bland was here
Then disappeared, who is to blame?
Them sons of Cain
Headline Headline read all about it
They hunted on Ahmaud like a Savage
The murder was so natural they recorded it
Everybody thinking they next
Headline Headline read all about it
Breonna Taylor, 8 times, shot down
We ain’t even safe in our own home
Everybody thinking they next
She can’t breathe
Mountain tops and bus stops echo
He can’t breathe
Face down laying in the die-in
We can’t breathe
Candle wax all melting on the concrete
Memories of the gentlemen in these streets
Tears they hurt my eyes the gas is burning
But my t-shirt says that Garner was just here
Then disappeared, who is to blame?
Them sons of Cain
Hey now, Hey now, Love is the answer
But tell me why the hate taking over
Gate way city to the West
With everybody thinking they next
Many men, Many men, fall like the young brown
And pleading self-defense is the new sound
Gate way city to the west
With everybody thinking they next
Its like the Wild Wild West
Taken to the Mid West
Toy gun in his hand, he went
From playing to the real thing, bang bang
Ferguson, I seen the whole
World turn into Ferguson
Overnight theres city lights in Ferguson
Candle wax all melting on the concrete
Cocktails being passed but no ones happy
Tears they hurt my eyes the gas is burning
But my T-shirt says that
Little Rice was here, then disappeared
Who is to blame? Them sons of Cain