Weeds

The news isn't positive
On the opposite
It's the worst climate change
If we don't act soon, it will be too late

It's becoming harder and harder
To look up and see the stars
We're rotting nature's heart
Leaving the earth with scars

She gave us livable land and her beauty
So that we might follow our destiny
But I don't think it was a two-way street
We're spending beyond our means
We're the weeds 'round here

This motherfucker's greed keeps on growing
And folks still haven't figured out
That the real criminals
Aren't the ones in balaclavas
Wherever we step, it turns to lava

Birds no longer scatter seeds
All that remains are weeds

The damn rich spend a fortune on useless stuff
And as if they didn't already cause harm enough
They're always flying in their private jets
They wreck the planet, but they don't even fret
What the hell is that?
And there are still those who say we have the same 24 hours

While y'all are clueless jerks
With no sense of reality
There are hard workers like clerks
Slaving for a shitty salary
The guy down the street
Pays more taxes than you, even if he's just a plumber
While on a Monday morning, you're in your fucking heir slumber

Felled trees, no pollen—and thus
The death of bees
And next it will be our turn
Forests continue to burn
How long till these arsonists learn?
Nature's the wheat
We're the weeds here
That's it, bitch
(Felled trees, no pollen and thus)
(The death of bees)
(We're the weeds here)

(I'm saying this to myself and to you)
(Using the parable from the Bible)
(In Matthew)
(I'm saying it to you)
We should be grateful
For this world
Until we lose it all
Humanity's downfall
Isn't as far
As it seems