At The Seams
Kimya Dawson
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C Left hands hold the leashes and the right hands hold the torchesG7 G And grandpas holding shotguns swing on porch swings hung on porchesAm And the grandmas in their gardens plant more seeds to cut their lossesG And the poachers with the pooches and the nooses preheat crossesC And the pooches see the grandpas and they bare their teeth and growlG7 G While their owners turn their noses up like they smell something foulAm And they fumble with their crosses and they start to mumble cursesG And they plot ways to get grandpas off of porches into hearsesC But the grandpas on the porches are just scarecrows holding toysG7 G And the grandmas in the gardens are papier-mâché decoysAm While the real grandmas and grandpas are with all the girls and boysG Marching downtown to the city hall to make a lot of noise saying [Chorus]C Saying Hands up don't shoot I can't breatheG7 G Black lives matter no justice no peaceAm I know that we can overcome because I had a dreamG A dream we tore this racist broken system apart at the seams [Verse 2]C Sometimes it seems like we've reached the end of the roadG7 G We've seen cops and judges sleep together wearing long white robesAm And they put their white hoods up try to take the black hoods downG And they don't plan on stopping til we're all in the groundC Til we're dead in the ground or we're incarceratedG7 G 'Cause prison's a big business form of enslavementAm Plantations that profit on black folks in cagesG They'll break our backs and keep the wagesC It's outrageous that there's no place we can feel safe in this nationG7 G Not in our cars not at the park not in subway stationsAm Not at church the pool the store not asking for helpG Not walking down the street so we've gotta scream and yell [Chorus]C Hands up don't shoot I can't breatheG7 G Black lives matter no justice no peaceContinúa después del anuncioAm I know that we can overcome because I had a dreamG We tore this racist broken system apart at the seams [Verse 3]C You tweet me my own lyrics tell me to stopG7 G Letting a few bad apples ruin the bunchAm Don't minimize the fight comparing apples to copsG This is about the orchards poisoned roots not loose fruits in a boxC Once the soils been spoiled the whole crop's corruptG7 G That's why we need the grassroots working from the ground upAm And we look to black twitter to stay woke and get some truthG Instead of smiling cops and black mugshots from biased corporate newsC 'Cause if you steal cigarillos or you sell loose cigarettesG7 G Or you forget your turn signal will they see your skin as a threatAm Will they kill you and then smear you and cover it up and lieG Will they call it "self defense" will they call it "suicide" [Chorus]C Hands up don't shoot I can't breatheG7 G Black lives matter no justice no peaceAm I know that we can overcome because I had a dreamG A dream we tore this racist broken system apart at the seams [Verse 4]C Decades of cultivation starts from tiny seeds that were once plantedG G7 G G7 And we mustn't take the gardens that our elders grew for grantedAm Though it is up to our youth how new rows sown are organizedG Because movements can't keep moving if old and unsharpened eyesC Can't see the need to hear what those on the ground hafta sayG G7 G G7 In Ferguson and Cleveland Staten island the east bayAm Charleston Phoenix Detroit Sanford WallerG Seattle Chicago Los Angeles BaltimoreC Climbing flagpoles taking bridges locked together to the bartG G7 G G7 Speaking up about injustice in our music and our artAm Storming stages to ask candidates when they're gonna startG Really directly addressing issues breaking our hearts [Chorus]C Hands up don't shoot I can't breatheG7 G Black lives matter no justice no peaceAm I know that we can overcome because I had a dreamG A dream we tore this racist broken system apart at the seams [Chorus]C Hands up don't shoot I can't breatheG7 G Black lives matter no justice no peaceAm I know that we can overcome because I had a dreamG A dream we tore this racist broken system apart at the seams [Verse 5]C And if the altars are torn down we'll just keep on placing flowersG G7 G G7 For the boy whose body was in the road for more than four hoursAm We will honor the dead of every age and every genderG 'Cause we can't just have it be the brothers' names that we rememberC Black boys with skateboards and black boys with hoodiesG G7 G G7 And little black girls who are on the couch sleepingAm And all of the black trans women massacredG7 G G7 G Too many black folks killed and brutalized too little justice servedC After the lynchings of our people by the murderous policeG7 G G7 G Who stand like hunters 'round their prey gasping helpless in the streetAm Feet from the teen sister they tackled, locked handcuffed in the carG Feet from her twelve year old brother dying... While no one did CPRC And we'll keep on planting flowers and we'll fight until the dayG7 G G7 G That we don't have to pick them all to put them all on gravesAm Yeah we'll keep planting flowers and we'll fight until the dayG That we don't have to pick them all to put them all on graves [Chorus]C Hands up don't shoot I can't breatheG7 G Black lives matter no justice no peaceAm I know that we can overcome because I had a dreamG A dream we tore this racist broken system apart at the seams