Blood on Our Hands

Another day waking up and it's the same
Tragedy flipped around to confuse blame
A violent end again in fun of our eyes

I can't look the other way
A blind eye to the pain
Hollow prayers for change while my city's in flames

Another day waking up I'm not the same
We lose a life and we add another name
The violence never ends
We're stuck in a loop

I can't look the other way
A blind eye to the pain
Hollow prayers for change while my city's in flames

Nothing has changed, nothing's new
When all the anger subsides we subdue
I know we've been here before
When it's more comfortable to sell your soul

There is blood on our hands
When we remain silent

You don't have any excuse
For living a life on mute
Hiding behind the status quo
The safe place you know

It's time to stop and fucking listen
When it turns out you don't know everything
It's time to fucking listen
So we don't repeat the same mistakes



Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Lanier Richards
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