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letra de blue dream - prometheus brown

the pills used to work and now they don’t
they wanna double up the dose, i said “no”
shoving hope inside our throat, hoping that we choke
if we don’t, then it’s time to bring the rope
mood swing, blue dream, tryna do things
paranoia feeling like the truth is on a shoestring
loose ends, allergy to groupthink, but who am i to judge?
we just wanna feel like be we belong
got a lot of virtual friends but feel alone
drowning in your feed on that dead sea
scrolling a whole polarized landscape
we looking for some changes
moms used to call it “high blood” when we anxious
“hurt people hurt people” – so they said
but hurt people often the first to hurt themselves
they don’t see no difference from legitimate threats
to a citizen in need of real help
we were all taught not to talk about mental health
kept it like a secret, family helpless, under siege
well intentioned, saying that depression is a rich man’s disease
but we ain’t ballin, so what that mean to me?
no wonder we don’t talk about it
that stigma gon follow you to your grave when they find out about it
then they gon justify your murder cause you represent a glitch
they rather nix than try fix like “yeah, they’ll be fine without us”
what happens when the market grows, unfettered?
telling us go work through the trauma we inherit
hustle boat left now it’s sinking, some will go down with it
but the rest of us been reaching our limit
irrational world tryna tell us that we lazy? maybe
or maybe the world is the one who’s crazy
i’m done campaigning using other people’s names
sayin the same things for like seven albums straight
from antioch to any block you see a darker face
veteran or not, get erased and replaced
why are they sending out k!llers to do a healers’ job?
then they wonder why we scared of those who say they keep us safe
angelo, i see you in me
both our biggest fears being death and police
may you rest in peace
shout to all my fam who’s in the streets
they k!lled us in our homelands forcing us to leave
now they tryna k!ll us where we work, where we eat
where we meet, where we try to raise our kids
they’ll even run up in your crib
welcome to america
live in fear, die in grief
all we tryna do is breathe…

- prometheus brown

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