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Our Extinction is glaring
People People what are we gonna do?
This societal life is soul crushing.
Where are we going from here?
What is the shelf life of a self destructive species?
Oh helpless hominids
Oh hopeless humans.
Status addicts sell their symbol
gaining everything except self control.
They've chained themselves to careless egocentricity,
allured by there own "attractiveness",
the victims of narcissism and cold cynicism.
Oh selfish species
Oh modern men.
The "successful" ones strut their stuff
out to prove enough really isn't enough.
Meanwhile, deep in depression
going hungry and feeling forlorn,
the true helpless ones
can only cry and mourn,
no hope for help
no love received,
no one to believe
in them as they drown.
People what's wrong with us?
Why are we so uncaring?
The ancestors sent us a message,
"Awaken brothers and sisters,
your imminent extinction is glaring."
Extinction is glaring
Our extinction is glaring
Extinction is glaring.
We watched as civilization corroded
our guns were cocked and loaded
as hostility exploded,
we were the biggest stars on earth
but we became sell outs.
We scavenged and searched
we constructed countless cities
We advertised our corrupt committees
we amused ourselves with our own atrocities
as the alien ancestors observed from nearby realms.
Our last celebration
our last celebration.
The aliens rummaged through the ruins
of our materialistic madness,
they saw our entertained remains.
They had watched us evaporate.
They had watched us throughout our time and came to the conclusion
that we were always confused
and millennia after millennia
they watched us wither away.
They write our history now,
it's no suprise,
We drove ourselves (under the influence of powerful delusions) straight to our own demise.
No love received,
no clear distinction
between evolvement and self extinction.
We completely ignored our instinctions.
This societal life is soul crushing.
Where are we going from here?
What is the shelf life of a self destructive species?
Oh helpless hominids
Oh hopeless humans.
Status addicts sell their symbol
gaining everything except self control.
They've chained themselves to careless egocentricity,
allured by there own "attractiveness",
the victims of narcissism and cold cynicism.
Oh selfish species
Oh modern men.
The "successful" ones strut their stuff
out to prove enough really isn't enough.
Meanwhile, deep in depression
going hungry and feeling forlorn,
the true helpless ones
can only cry and mourn,
no hope for help
no love received,
no one to believe
in them as they drown.
People what's wrong with us?
Why are we so uncaring?
The ancestors sent us a message,
"Awaken brothers and sisters,
your imminent extinction is glaring."
Extinction is glaring
Our extinction is glaring
Extinction is glaring.
We watched as civilization corroded
our guns were cocked and loaded
as hostility exploded,
we were the biggest stars on earth
but we became sell outs.
We scavenged and searched
we constructed countless cities
We advertised our corrupt committees
we amused ourselves with our own atrocities
as the alien ancestors observed from nearby realms.
Our last celebration
our last celebration.
The aliens rummaged through the ruins
of our materialistic madness,
they saw our entertained remains.
They had watched us evaporate.
They had watched us throughout our time and came to the conclusion
that we were always confused
and millennia after millennia
they watched us wither away.
They write our history now,
it's no suprise,
We drove ourselves (under the influence of powerful delusions) straight to our own demise.
No love received,
no clear distinction
between evolvement and self extinction.
We completely ignored our instinctions.
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