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SPIRALLING OUT OF CONTROL

Yes, our planet is heading out of control – 
no one can stop it or those who wish to bring down the end.
The Americans try to look back in time – will they ever manage it?
Crazy people think the aliens are about to take over – is it true or just make believe?
You tell me. This is the ride of our lives – it could kill us or bring us the thrill of a 
lifetime.

Go on, drive your car into a lorry, you may live to tell the tale. 
Will enemy bombers threaten our cities and our very lives?
These are questions we can’t answer but there is always some that we can;
someone will die, someone will live in the game that is called life.
Our world is a fragile place – day-by-day it falls apart.

People just plod on with their mundane lives, not looking to the future – 
it’s much too big for them, scary unknowns. All they see is the past and decay.
One day when mankind is nothing but dust, the world will be free of her burden, man.

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