Polyester forests
Artificial landscapes
Plastic oceans fill my vision
(This is my home)
Extending beyond the horizon
(This is my home)
I'll never see you again
I'll return to the houses we built
In safety
Sunken figures walk along ashen ruins
Chasing a pale glow
I don't want to make enough just to get by
But I don't love you
We could be everything if just tried
To give into the waste
The chants of the dying
We could be the last ones singing this time
Join me and lean in to the end of times
Do you feel anything? Do you feel fine?
And I don't love you.