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letra de we're building something new - loraine james

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iceboy violet, loraine james
rip to all victims of police violence
abolish the police

dancing unstable under the abandoned scaffold of babel
we had eight at the table
breaking bread and cable ties
no hard hats, acting fatal
all them stories felt like fables
lost in the night
sharing building supplies
with a joke and a sigh
small talk ’round smaller fires
flames fanned by distant cries
what’s mine is yours, what’s yours is mine
only got hope and pain and the little bit of change stuck to my thigh
tongue soaked in rage and wine
tryna paint the sky blue or black as morning rise
been here, ten toes, can’t lend you those
got holes in both my shoes
don’t need to read the news
one million views of black bodies bruised
and you’re acting so confused
the seeds they sowed bare strange fruit
they tryna bleed us for that juice
tryna bleed us for this juice
(rip to all victims of police violence)

they bleed us for that juice
sweeter now with the sweetest sound
no saving a wretch like you
we bop, we flex, we groove
look so smooth as we’re making it through
patience worn like golden tooth
defiant laughter soothe the wounds
tear down their statues, break their rules
never learnt our history in school
i live it, wear it, hand it down
heavy is the head that wears the crown
but we won’t ever keep ’em bowed
trade an eye for the calm in the eye of the storm
know my siblings standing tall
hope my siblings feel the warmth
minnesota’s burning, bristol’s raw
manchester’s sore, world heard the call
deserve our forty acres, want ’em all
to plant our seeds and deep our roots
ripened words for the sake of the youth
the seeds we sow bare beautiful fruit
we’re building something
we’re building something new
we’re building something new (rip to all victims of police violence)
we’re building something new
dancing grateful under the abandoned scaffold of babel
we had fifteen thou’ at the table
breaking bread and cable ties
no more rest if feels so fatal
till those war stories feel like fables
told in the night, joke and a sigh
sharing building supplies
till we touch the sky
till we touch the sky
till we touch the sky
till we touch the sky, till we touch the sky
ah, yeah

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