Tell It To The Wind (Before It's Gone) Video (MV)

Spit my thoughts to the wind, the sky is cloudy again
I'm steady caught up in the loss of my kin
This shit is more than a trend
But the recognition of what's missing ain't gonna be what's gonna wash away all my sins
And I'm done trying to pretend, this isn't what we're meant for
I'm trying to do more than consume and pay rent for a four corner room
It's coming soon, feel the impending doom
Ain't nothing new
Better split the check before it splits you
Weight of the world heavy like the levy when it breaks
It's all give and take, and we ain't got much to give
But sedatives, attention defecit
Criminal elements, selling bricks
Brain chemsitry be telling me to call it quits
Somehow they be tracking all of it
Feed the algorithm a smidgen of instant attitude
They'll find a way to bottle it up and sell it back to you
Advertising more than what our eyes can endure
I'll take the dose if it's pure!
And we can smoke it, snort it, shoot it up, it's all the same
As long as it rewires the parts of our brains that makes it okay
To waste our life away in exchange for basic necessities
Cats be working 3 jobs and selling trees and they ain't ever seen ends meet?
Damn this shit gon be the death of me
Meanwhile the industry got the game senile
And it's deafening, the pleasantries are faker than the streams
Of Consciousness, it's a bottled mess
And it's tearing at the seams
This shit is ominous, I'm already calling it
Label me hippy, socialist, or communist
It's all the same when they're bombing kids
It's all the same if they don't tax the rich
It's all the same if our waters laced with carcinogens
What's next?
Another war paid out of our own pockets
Built off the back of our labor's stolen profits?
Yo what's next?
A worthless shitshow circus
Gaslighting us to make us think we're at fault for all this?
What's next?
Billionaires taking off to space leaving us in place
To face the result of their greed?
What's next?
More of what we don't need
Pushing the planet to it's knees
While the population bleeds
Yo what's next?
I'm steady wondering what's next
Stuck in a cycle of war, labor, and debt
When our own species is our greatest threat
You could already tell what's next
You could already tell