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In the last second of the year of the Earth
A charnel house captured in a layer of dirt
It wasn’t a volcano or the continental shelf
We’re buried in a crater that we dug upon ourselves
Why sing about anything else?

When You’re going extinct
Don’t call it a change
You’re going extinct
Don’t call it a change

2 degrees is holding like a Maginot wall
In Fahrenheit its 4 degrees, but that’s overall
The air over the water doesn’t warm as fast as land
One day we’re gonna wake up on an unfamiliar planet

I was taught recycling is what I can do
And so I pay attention to the white and the blue
But why should I obsess? I’m not a martyr or a saint
And the symbol with the arrows isn’t at all what you think

For 50 years refrigerants and aerosol sprays
And chloro-flouro-carbons were a beautiful way
By accident a station found a hole up in the sky
But if Dupont had chosen bromine, then our ass would be fried
Why sing about anything else?

Don’t call it a change
You’re going extinct
Don’t call it a change
Don’t call it a climate

A genocide is crawling on the face of the land
It’s blowing in the wind, ice, fire, water, and sand
Who can raise a crop? Who can raise a sail?
Europe is a fortress, and America’s a jail

The average little foot is over 4 metric tons
But in America it’s 20: oil, money and guns
Even off the grid you’d still be pushing 8 or 9
It’s enough to make you cynical, but now is not the time

There’s twenty trillion dollars in the offshore accounts
How much would it cost to put it all underground?
You can suck it from the air and fuse it with basalt
I don’t want to die with all this money in a vault
Or why not plant a shit-ton of trees?

When you’re going extinct
Don’t call it a change
We’re going extinct
Don’t call it a change
Don’t call it a climate

Is it easier to see the end of all living things
Then to take over the market and the chaos it brings?
We only have have each other so each other we must save
And not just one by one, but all together in a wave
And why sing about anything else?