Solarpunk

Weeping from the eyes
Masochistic life forms
Falling till we die
Reaping our oppression

No where to run when our needs are all the same
Can't you see the consequence?
Muster up the strength to tell you that nobody's to blame

Bend till we break
No steady state
Outdate, create
Tear them to bits

Get up, get up, get up
This is no game worth playing
I can hear my death calling my dreams

I can read your thoughts
Your stubborn apathy
It's like you're struggling everyday
A coma sense to a hand out, buying in to stand out
I wove a thread through a needle in all the haystacks ever built
And still we're shocked, when the silence bleeds
A person is a product when the system feeds
When pleasure has a trade off it's death

Get up, get up, get up
This is no game worth playing
I can hear my death calling my dreams

War
Get up off your ass and see it
It's not a flaw, it's right where business wants to see us
So tell me what's the plan here genius?
Just dropping bombs? We've fucking gone insane
It's livingry or weaponry
It's livingry or weaponry

All that life gone to waste

Violence or peace
We walk a sinful path of fate

I am not a product built for you to profit
I am not a product built for you to profit
I am not a product built for you to profit
If I am a product, violence is promised

Decaying worlds will bleed
Sustained ones will break through all that remains
It's getting more and more unstable
A resource-based economy is the way

We're running out of time though
From cradle straight to grave
Future by design