I can not sleep
I can not rest
I can not dream
I can not stay silent
I feel a violence in myself
I feel a violence in myself
I'm tired of human lives turned into hashtags and prayer hands
I'm tired of watching these murderers get off
Probably bearing a law for love
Innocent brothers and sisters it's time to wake up, wake up, wake up
Brothers and sisters it's time to say something, do something, make 'em
Mmm I wonder, how many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
How many heartbeats turned into flatlines
How many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
We can't let them die in vain
Does it take to wake the change?
I can not wake and be quiet
Oh, change does not come for the silent
I'm tired of excuses for all the years, in justices
I'm tired of all the pain
I'm tired of being afraid
I'm tired of all the death
Tired of all I'm gon' say
I'm tired of all the blood [?] say a long way
Brothers and sisters it's time to wake up, wake up, wake up
Brothers and sisters it's time to say something, do something, make 'em
How many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
How many heartbeats turned into flatlines
How many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
We can't let them die in vain
Does it take to wake the change?
I can not rest
I can not dream
I can not stay silent
I feel a violence in myself
I feel a violence in myself
I'm tired of human lives turned into hashtags and prayer hands
I'm tired of watching these murderers get off
Probably bearing a law for love
Innocent brothers and sisters it's time to wake up, wake up, wake up
Brothers and sisters it's time to say something, do something, make 'em
Mmm I wonder, how many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
How many heartbeats turned into flatlines
How many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
We can't let them die in vain
Does it take to wake the change?
I can not wake and be quiet
Oh, change does not come for the silent
I'm tired of excuses for all the years, in justices
I'm tired of all the pain
I'm tired of being afraid
I'm tired of all the death
Tired of all I'm gon' say
I'm tired of all the blood [?] say a long way
Brothers and sisters it's time to wake up, wake up, wake up
Brothers and sisters it's time to say something, do something, make 'em
How many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
How many heartbeats turned into flatlines
How many Blacks lives, how many Black lives
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
Does it take to wake the change?
We can't let them die in vain
Does it take to wake the change?
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Written “between the hours of 4am and around 7am” in a London hotel room and tagged #blacklivesmatter on SoundCloud, “How Many” is Miguel’s response to the July 2016 police shootings of Philando Castile and Alton Sterling. Miguel promised to update the demo every week until it’s finished.