It's about time to raise our blinded sight and see beyond our feet
Slowly taste the sick smell of the air
While we just worry about the plastic dumped straight into the sea
A million nets from the fishing put us to death
Only ourselves can draw the curtains and face the facts out there
Fuck big corporations aimed just to sell us a cliché
Live a life is simple when we decide just not to care
All aligned and dressed in costumes of model citizens
Do you feel the sick smell of the air?
Our home is warming, we like ignoring it
We choose not to be disturbed
And while just few out there are making fortunes
We stand here just to be tortured
Floating in our public pond full of shit
And though the issue is clear and deeply obvious
No one here seem to be cautious
Which direction are we planning to take?
Why instead of spending time searching the answer
Get hands on, don't be a burden
No one said today is too late to care
Only ourselves can draw the curtains and face the facts out there
Fuck big corporations aimed just to sell us a cliché
Live a life is simple when we decide just not to care
All aligned and dressed in costumes of model citizens
Do you feel the sick smell of the air?