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World's End

Were just guests on this globe of nature Taking for granted its loving nurture Not caring for our future Who are we to claim territory Learning nothing from history Arrogance is not a glory The worst sin is greed Is money all we need Oil makes our planet bleed Gas taken from bellow us Its never too late to fuss Man-made energy is a must We cannot kill our planet But we do seriously hurt it Its never too late for regret Use your own instincts Please just stop and think Before this world makes us extinct

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