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Decades of warning signs but addicted to the heat

Ancient efforts justified that one can’t just delete

Numerous calls for interventions

Hopeful resolutions

But we know they’re all a lie

The culprit comes with good objectives

Promises being made

Brutally ending in disillusion

Blinded for our fate

Ignorance of the aftermath

Fear of being the voice of the voiceless

Regardless of what we’re proposing

As long as we don’t feel the pain

Earth shall continue disposing and watch us all circling

Circling the drain

Damnation in torridity where life’s already scorched

But our eyes are on the treasures that we’re taught to grab and hoard

Anxiety tormented about the tipping point

We are our own tormentor who’s bureaucratically ignored

Ignorance of the aftermath

Fear of being the voice of the voiceless

Regardless of what we’re proposing

As long as we don’t feel the pain

Earth shall continue disposing and watch us all circling

Circling the drain

We are circling the drain

We’re sliding down the hole

Blindfold, unsecured

Any future perspective is wiped out and obscured

Torment

Self-destruction

Omens

Are cries in vain

Cries in vain

We’re running in circles but life is a line

How can we grab back our reason?

The way out of distress is still undefined

But at least there’s a goal to believe in

Our hopes for a second chance are nipped right in the bud

Can this relationship still be enhanced or has it lost all of its blood?

We are circling the drain