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We're running out of time to right this ship where I was born

I was given a bucket to bail water from a boat sitting on the ocean floor

The population bomb was a dud we're ok

Instead we built this monster we became

Everything is on fire but tomorrow still will come

Everything you desire we have more than enough

You only get one chance so don't throw it all away

Nothing good will come from living your life wrapped in pain

Nothing was beyond the domain of man

Thought they controlled a world they didn't understand

Conscious choices made to self enrich

They have names

Picking profits over people

They have names

Wealthy men whose ego's sealed our fate

By fear or force it's their job to erase

They have names

Go fix your mess, every last dime

Go fix your mess, you're running out of time

Everything is on fire but tomorrow still will come

Everything you desire we have more than enough

You only get one chance so don't throw it all away

Nothing good will come from living your life wrapped in pain