We're going over there, shooting in the air. Showing off our might, but is it really right?
CHORUS: That all these people, in all these places leaving traces. It makes me lose my mind. But are we just along for the ride? Or do we have a chance to change today?
You may think me strange, but take a look around. Do you hear that sound? Chainsaws milling, trees hit the ground. Deserts growing were not slowing down.
CHORUS: With all these people, in all these places leaving traces. It makes me lose my mind. But are we just along for the ride? Or do we have a chance to change today?
Do you want to live this way? And do you want these animals to stay? There are toxins in the air and on the water. It's getting hotter.
CHORUS: 'Cause all these people, in all these places leaving traces. It makes me lose my mind. But are we just along for the ride? Or do we have a chance to change today?
CHORUS: Ya all these people, in all these places leaving traces. It makes me lose my mind. But are we just along for the ride? Or do we have a chance to change today?
All these people. All these people. All these people. They're leaving traces. Leaving traces.
