Her Cries
The world doesn't want to die
She begs to humanity to be saved
We are all ignorant, we don't hear her cry
Trees falling one by one and asking why
As they keep departing, she show sorrow as she waves
The world doesn't want to die
We only focus on inventions from that wise guy
We get improvements which we so craved
We are all ignorant, we don't hear her cry
She can only watch herself get sucked dry
Air is trying to escape from being enslaved
The world doesn't want to die
We look at brightly lit screens and ignore her battle cry
Latest smartphones are the only things engraved
We are all ignorant, we don't hear her cry
More and more she's running out of her supply
We blame her and not from which we behaved
The world doesn't want to die
We are all ignorant, we don't hear her cry
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