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There ain’t no "Planet B"

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by	Alex
length	3:01
BPM	90
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Had the melody and some angry lyrics in my head. Had to make something.

So, just look up and start asking questions…

In D#minor

Lyrics

Look,
Step out the front door, staring up, what a disgrace, Got a gray, hazy filter smeared all over the place.
Used to look at the clouds, now I look at the trails, It’s a thick, heavy smog raining down on the vales.
Inhale toxic dust, exhale black soot, They got the whole human race crushed under their foot.
They tell us it’s climate control, geo-tech magic, But the math don’t add up and the outcome is tragic!
Look at the grid pattern laced in the blue, They’re blocking the rays that were feeding me and you.
Synthetic haze floating, deep poison in the drift, While we act like it’s normal, like a natural gift.
They play God with the thermostat, turning the dial, Manipulating storms while they sit back and smile.
We’re choking on fumes, yeah, we’re suffocating slow, And there’s nowhere left for a human to go!

Clear skies? No more. We burnt the bridge. There ain’t no “Planet B” tucked inside the fridge.
They’re spraying poison, calling it a “global fix,” While we’re choking on the dust and the dirty tricks.
Yeah, look up! Tell me what you see? No sun, no stars, for you and for me.

Yo,
We’re trapped in a dome with an artificial rain, A chemical band-aid applied to the pain.
They cloud-seed the sky, turn a drought to a flood, While the runoff bleeds down and contaminates the blood.
You want an escape pod? You looking for Mars? You think billionaires care about you reaching the stars?
There’s no “Planet B,” no backup drive, No second chance left to keep us alive.
We got one rock, one air supply, And they’re spraying synthetic dust across the sky.
Industrial fallout, killing off the soil, Turn the green grass black, turn the water into oil.
So open your eyes, man, look at the threat, This ain’t a conspiracy you can forget.
The sky isn’t blue, it’s a dark, smoggy trap, And we’re wiped off the face of the map!

Clear skies? No more. We burnt the bridge. There ain’t no “Planet B” tucked inside the fridge.
They’re spraying poison, calling it a “global fix,” While we’re choking on the dust and the dirty tricks.
Yeah, look up! Tell me what you see? No sun, no stars, for you and for me.

Yeah. Check the horizon. That ain’t Mother Nature.
That’s a manufacturing plant at 30,000 feet.
Better hold your breath. ‘Cause once it’s gone… it’s gone.

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