I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but I read by scientists And I believe know, more than we are being told By the media sources who want the truth to hold its horses so there isn't mass hysteria as the sea floor
And in and on the ocean all say hey what's this commotion and they try to get away but are moving in slow motion because their bodies are so heavy from a substance thick and they say I don't want to die all your fault I wasn't ready
I'm so and I'm scared and sad and mad and unprepared to see the stuff that's in the sea evaporate the air where it will and form clouds that travel north upon the wind and drop their refreshing poison raindrops on our crops and children.
So this may be the end always thought the end of man would be what we need for the earth to stand a chance And I always I would 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 when I really need to hide But even the strongest, toughest, thickest shell is not to survive, to survive, to
Something of this
Because water is fluid and oil is
And it billows way down deep and it to grains of sand And it floats upon the where the birds all try to land And ruining the marshes ecosystems are destroyed And the people all along the Gulf are now unemployed
While the men who cut the corners scream DRILL, DRILL, DRILL from yachts far away and their mansions on the hill And they turn away the and scream KILL, KILL, KILL As they burn endangered sea alive
They're turtles alive
And the are all connected, And we are all connected And you're living in if you think you won't be affected You can't hide behind flag because water knows no border It will creep in every crevice it'll in every pore
They lie about the damage the are illusions There's no cover up big enough to hide this a contusion On the of our mother, yeah that's right, mother earth Is the cost of every living thing what your product is
We are all with an underground addiction Learned desire for convenience be the cause of our And the industry's the and we are all the slaves and DRIVING, DRIVING, DRIVING to our GRAVES, GRAVES, GRAVES The the master and we are all the slaves And we're DRIVING, DRIVING, to our GRAVES, GRAVES, GRAVES
We must our kids to love themselves and let them live their lives What will they be if grow up? Whatever they like. It's crucial to raise children who don't do what they're Who will fight for right and who can't be bought or sold
I want of this business I am staying underground And I'm gonna the railroad and let my guard down We can forage, and ride bikes, and jump in lakes, and go on We can sing and for hours and click LIKE, LIKE, LIKE
When somebody posts something we share and spread the truth It's time to define what means to you I hope my kid will never be another cog in machine inside a box trying to remember her dreams
They will 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 walk thunder leaving footprints that are light Hold on to your loved ones, hold on for dear Try to walk like thunder leaving footprints are light Hold on to your ones; hold on for dear life Try to walk like thunder leaving that are light Hold on to loved ones, hold on for dear life Try to like thunder leaving footprints that are light
I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but I read by scientists And I believe know, more than we are being told By the mainstream media who want the truth to hold its horses so there isn't mass 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 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