I'm not a theorist, but I read blogs by scientists And I believe they know, more than we are told By the media sources who want the truth to hold its horses so isn't mass hysteria as the sea floor erodes
And those in and on the ocean all say hey this commotion and try to get away but they are moving in slow motion because their bodies are so heavy from a substance thick and they say I 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 to see the stuff in the sea evaporate into the air where it will gather and form clouds that travel north the wind and drop their cool refreshing raindrops on our crops and children.
So this may be the end I've always the end of man would be exactly what we need for the to stand a chance And I always thought I be fine If this happened if my lifetime But now that I'm a mother it is terrifying
And I've always identified with a turtle's soft Because there are times I really need to hide But even the strongest, toughest, thickest shell is not to survive, to survive, to
of this magnitude
Because water is fluid and oil is
And it way down deep and it sticks to grains of sand And it upon the surface where the birds all try to land And it's the marshes ecosystems are destroyed And the people all along the Gulf Coast are now
While the men who cut the corners still scream DRILL, DRILL, from their far away and their mansions on the hill And they away the cameras and scream KILL, KILL, KILL As they burn endangered sea alive
They're turtles alive
And the seas are all connected, And we are all And you're in denial if you think you won't be affected You can't hide behind your because water knows no border It creep in every crevice it'll seep in every pore
lie about the damage the solutions are illusions There's no cover up big enough to hide this a contusion On the face of our mother, yeah that's right, earth Is the cost of every living what your product is worth?
We are all afflicted with an addiction Learned desire for convenience be the cause of our And the industry's the master and we are all the and we're DRIVING, DRIVING, DRIVING to our GRAVES, GRAVES, The industry's the and we are all the slaves And we're DRIVING, DRIVING, to our GRAVES, GRAVES, GRAVES
We must teach our kids to love and let them live their lives What will they be if grow up? Whatever they like. It's crucial to raise children who do what they're told Who fight for what's right and who can't be bought or sold
I want nothing of this business I am underground And I'm gonna ride the and let my guard down We can forage, and bikes, and jump in lakes, and go on hikes We can sing and sing for hours and click LIKE, LIKE,
somebody posts something good we share and spread the truth It's time to define success means to you I hope my kid will never be another cog in machine inside a box trying to remember her dreams
They sell us all out for their GREED, GREED, GREED As we cry for the earth while she BLEEDS, BLEEDS,
So hold on to your loved ones, on for dear life Try to like thunder leaving footprints that are light Hold on to your ones, hold on for dear life Try to walk like thunder leaving that are light on to your loved ones; hold on for dear life Try to walk like thunder leaving footprints are light Hold on to your loved ones, hold on for life Try to walk like thunder leaving footprints that are
I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but I read by scientists And I believe they know, more than we are being By the mainstream media who want the truth to hold its horses so there isn't hysteria as the sea floor erodes
And those in and on the all say hey what's this commotion and they try to get away but they are moving in slow because their bodies are so heavy a substance thick and deadly they say I don't to die It's all your fault I wasn't ready