Blackout

Testo:

© billybluej
Dallas, JFK, mourners in black
Where do we go now, is there no way back?
Helicopters hover, there’s a gunman in the clouds
There’s a chokehold on the soul, too many dead
Too many guns, too much lead
L.A. RFK, mourners in black
Where do we go now, is there no way back?
There’s a chokehold on the soul, too many dead.
Too many guns, too much lead
Memphis, Martin Luther King, mourners in black
Where do we go now, is there no way back?
George Floyd, mourners in black.
Where do we go now, is there no way back?