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I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but I read blogs by scientists

And I believe they know, more than we are being told



By the mainstream media sources who want the truth to hold it's horses



so there isn't mass hysteria as the sea floor erodes







And those in and on the ocean all say hey what's this commotion



and they try to get away but they are moving in slow motion



because their bodies are so heavy from a substance thick and deadly



they say I don't want to die It's all your fault I wasn't ready







I'm so sorry and I'm scared and sad and mad and unprepared



to see the stuff that's in the sea evaporate into the air



where it will gather and form clouds that travel north upon the wind



and drop their cool refreshing poison raindrops on our crops and children







on our crops and children.







So this may be the end I've always thought the end of man



would be exactly what we need for the earth to stand a chance



And I always thought I would be fine If this happened if my lifetime



But now that I'm a mother it seems much more terrifying







And I've always identified with a turtle's soft insides



Because there are times when I really need to hide



But even the strongest, hardest, thickest shell is not designed



to survive, to survive, to survive







Something of this magnitude







Because water is fluid and oil is crude







And it billows way down deep and it sticks to grains of sand



And it floats upon the surface where the birds all try to land



And the marshes are all ruined and ecosystems destroyed



And the people all along the Gulf Coast are now unemployed







While the men who cut the corners still scream DRILL, DRILL, DRILL



from their yachts so far away and their mansions on the hill



And they turn away the cameras and scream KILL, KILL, KILL



As they light endangered sea turtles on fire







They light turtles on fire (I'm on fire)







Because the seas are all connected, And we are all connected



And you are in denial if you think you won't be affected



You can't hide behind your flag because water knows no border



It will creep in every crack and seep in every pore







They lie about the numbers the solutions are illusions



But no cover up can hide this huge of a contusion



On the face of our mother, that's right, mother earth



Is the cost of every living thing what your product is worth?







Well, we are all afflicted with an underground addiction



will our desire for convenience be the cause of our extinction?



And the industry's the master and we are all the slaves



And we're DRIVING, DRIVING, DRIVING to our GRAVES, GRAVES, GRAVES







We must teach our kids to love themselves and let them live their lives



What will they be if they grow up? Whatever they like.



It's crucial to raise children who don't do what they're told



Who will fight for what's right and who can't be bought or sold







I want nothing of this business I am staying underground



And I'm gonna ride the railroad and let my guard down



We can forage, and ride bikes, and jump in lakes, and go on hikes



We can sing and sing for hours and click LIKE, LIKE, LIKE







When somebody posts something good we share and spread the truth



It's time to define what success means to you



I hope my kid will never be another cog in their machine



Trapped inside a box trying to remember her dreams







They will sell us all out for their GREED, GREED, GREED



As we cry for the earth as she BLEEDS, BLEEDS, BLEEDS







So hold on to your loved ones, yeah, hold on for dear life



Try to walk like thunder leaving footprints that are light



Hold on to your loved ones, hold on for dear life



Try to walk like thunder leaving footprints that are light







Footprints that are light.







I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but I read blogs by scientists



And I believe they know, more than we are being told



By the mainstream media sources who want the truth to hold it's horses



so there isn't mass hysteria as the sea floor erodes







And those in and on the ocean all say hey what's this commotion



and they try to get away but they are moving in slow motion



because their bodies are so heavy from a substance thick and deadly



they say I don't want to die It's all your fault I wasn't ready