Jamila Woods
Hollow
There's a hollow in my city
There’s a hollow in my room
And they say it's such a pity
But I promise they don't have a clue

Grass don’t care how it grows
Water blood or tears
Grass don't care how it grows
Sirens in my ears

There's a hollow in my city
There's a hollow in my room
And they say it's such a pity
But I promise they don't have a clue

Man don't care how you go
Him don't make no sound
Man don’t care how you go
Bodies in the ground

There’s a hollow in my city
There's a hollow in my room
And they say it’s such a pity
But I promise they don't have a clue