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We'Re Killing the Planet
People are sinking lower and lower, We probably deserve it all. Our own hell is getting closer and closer, I don't think anything can save us. I wanted so much to stop the degeneration, But you can't save someone who isn't ready. The clock on the wall stopped moving. There are no more wonderful forests on Earth. If we thought about death more often, Then we wouldn't have to ruin our lives, We like evil devils killed the planet, And we thought we'd end up in someone's Paradise. I will pray for another chance, I don't want to think that we are disappearing. Come on, people, just one more time Let's think about the harm we're doing. All our tales of good are forgotten, And their morals are no longer clear to us. This is a chain of deadly events, Which will kill us faster than war. My lungs are tired of the dirty air. It's all over, the eternal winter has come. This planet was created for us, And we killed her for a handful of green papers.
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