Songtexte PETRICHOR - murphhh

It smells like petrichor, the sky is burning
My blood vessels recoil and my stomach's churning
The sirens roar, the fire's fed, you still hear the tills beep
All in all, we've made our beds, it's time for the big sleep

Get the fuck out your private jet
What on God's decayed earth do you people not get?
Most of us are quick to forget
But nature remembers an oxygen debt

Running out of time, it should be a crime
These people only care about their bottom line
Don't care what it takes to get rich
Leave the poor and the animals to drown in their own shit

We're all locked up and we're our own jailers
Can't inhale a clean breath from nature
Social media drowns out the real shit
In favour of the new Marvel trailer

Those with the power control the law
Middle East at war in pursuit of oil
Trees get sawed to the forest floor
So why the fuck are we the ones using a paper straw?

It smells like petrichor, the sky is burning
My blood vessels recoil and my stomach's churning
The sirens roar, the fire's fed, you still hear the tills beep
All in all, we've made our beds, it's time for the big sleep

The sirens roar, the fire's fed, you still hear the tills beep
All in all, we've made our beds, it's time for the big sleep

Carbon footprint, we're all rats, you're an elephant
Take a hint, all your facts are irrelevant
Pull a finger out and prove you're intelligent
Focus on preservation, not development

Not built to last is that iPhone you're wielding
A year or two'll pass and you'll throw it in the green bin
Un-recyclable trash shipped abroad in a steel ship
Thrown in landfill for poor brown kids to deal with

I high fucking doubt that we'll live past 60
This ain't a mystery, don't get Agatha Christie
I'll say it again, it's the 1% that caused this pain
To maintain their reign over a fucked up and joyless domain

Put a strain on the ozone layer with their private planes
Stripping minerals from veins
Depriving the blood to our brain, it's fucking insane

It smells like petrichor, the sky is burning
My blood vessels recoil and my stomach's churning
The sirens roar, the fire's fed, you still hear the tills beep
All in all, we've made our beds, it's time for the big sleep