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Black Sheep

from Pandemic by Bad Naps

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I went for a run this morning, just like you
And in my mind I heard a car behind and a gun shoot
And as the bullet passed through my head I fell to the pavement
My corpse waited patiently for someone to claim it

A neighbor may and then they’d make a call to the officers
And Jamie would be notified and rush off from work
To the hospital where I’m being examined by the coroner
And through misty eyes she’d identify my pale cadaver

There may be press, maybe a vigil, maybe coverage on the news
And that’s more than we did for you...
It’s awful it took so long for us to conclude,

But I truly believe
Every black life matters
There are no black sheep
In the eyes of the father

As I fall asleep tonight after a day of hard work
The farthest thing from my mind are agents at the door
With guns drawn and shields on in the middle of the night
Armed to their teeth which reek of their pride

You thought you were protected, they came in unannounced
Your lover had a weapon and he fired one out
A warning, a scare shot, a hope to alarm
Fired through the smoke, not intending any harm

But they took it as a threat, they took it as a challenge
10 blindly shot bullets echoed in your apartment
At least 8 struck your body, still lying in your bed
You suffered for a moment, then gave up your spirit

I lay thinking about these things in my suburban home
It’s true, I’ll never know the fear you experienced so long...

But I truly believe
Every black life matters
There are no black sheep
In the eyes of the father

Was it actually me kneeling down on your neck?
I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe...did I hear what you said?
Is this all a dream or is Martin’s Dream dead?
My privilege is ignorance but to you I confess

That I truly believe
Every black life matters
There are no black sheep
In the eyes of the father

Ahmaud, Breonna, George...I’m sorry
Atatiana, Aura, Stephon...I’m sorry
Botham, Philando, Alton...I’m sorry
Michelle, Freddie, Janisha...I’m sorry
Eric, Akai, Gabriella...I’m sorry
Tamir, Michael, Tanisha...I’m sorry

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from Pandemic, released January 20, 2021

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