Sweet Love for Planet Earth
Fuck Buttons Lyrics

We're all afflicted with a heinous curse.
We are all cursed by self-awareness and the constant desire to question the meaning of our existence.

Metacognition, now what could be worse?
The ability to think about our own thoughts and existence may be the worst thing to have happened to us.

Than to constantly question the meaning of life?
It is challenging to continually ask ourselves about the purpose and value of life.

Eternally asking for answers to 'Why?'
We continuously ask ourselves the reasons behind our existence.

What will become of us? Will we evolve?
We wonder about our future and if we will progress or adapt as a species.

We seem to create more problems than we solve.
As humans, we tend to generate more complexities and complications than we are able to fix.

Will we be angels above endless sky?
We contemplate if we will transcend our physical existence and become divine entities beyond the skies.

Or do we decay from the moment we die?
Perhaps, from the moment we pass away, we begin to decompose and perish along with the rest of the world.

Will we become slaves to machines we create?
We question if we will lose control over the technology we have invented and become subservient to it.

Will we succumb to our penchant for hate?
We question if our inclination towards hatred and animosity will lead to our downfall.

Will we destroy our own genetic code?
We wonder if we will eliminate ourselves as a species by altering or destroying our DNA.

What will become of us years down the road?
We ponder what our fate will be in the long run.

Can we undo the deal that we struck out of fear?
We question if we can reverse the choices we made out of apprehension and panic.

Raping the globe, sobbing 'the end is near!'?
When we harm our planet, and the point of no return seems imminent, can we realize our mistakes and beg for salvation?

Can we stand to look towards blinding light?
Are we capable of staring into the metaphorical light of truth, even if it is too bright and painful to face?

Or will we extinguish it out of spite?
Do we destroy the natural beauty and purity of the world out of resentment and anger?

Will we succeed reaching into deep space?
Can we achieve interstellar exploration and discoveries safely?

And go extinct breeding with alien races?
Is it possible we will perish as a result of attempting to reproduce with extraterrestrial beings?

Is that how we already came to be?
Could it be that humans already originated through the intermingling of Martian DNA and human DNA?

Martian DNA in our family tree?
Perhaps Martians or other extraterrestrial beings have played a significant role in human evolution.

Why do we always ignore those in need?
As humans, why do we repeatedly overlook and neglect people who are in dire circumstances?

And keep selling out to insatiable greed?
Why do we continuously give in to our never-ending greed for power and wealth?

When we kill ourselves off, will all species join?
If we eliminate ourselves as a species, will all other living beings become extinct as well?

Does their fate even rest on the flip if a coin?
Is the destiny of other forms of life dependent on pure chance?

Or are we already collectively doomed?
Is it possible that we are already inevitably destined to fail as a species?

Walking-dead marching towards our final tomb?
Are we all just like the living dead, slowly moving towards our ultimate demise?

Even if we erase all the damage we've done,
If we manage to eliminate all the harm and destruction we have caused, even then,

Is there any hope left for us under the sun?
Is there still any possibility for a positive outcome for human civilization?

For anyone who ever dared to ask why--
For those who have had the audacity to ask why we exist,

For Sweet Love of Planet Earth must we all die?
Do we, out of love for the planet, have to inevitably die as a species?

We're already dead or never were alive.
Either we do not exist objectively, or it is as if we are lifeless since we don't completely understand our place in the universe.

This life's an illusion--it's all just a ride.
Human existence is not necessarily genuine, it is an abstract idea, an experience or a roller coaster ride.

What is the purpose, and what is the prize?
We are uncertain of the goals and rewards of our existence and life in general.

Is there some greater goal towards which to aspire?
Is there a more elevated objective or aim to pursue?

Do we exist just to fulfill desire?
Is the only reason for our existence to gratify our needs?

It's possible the reason we exist,
It's conceivable that our existence serves a specific purpose,

Is to give subtle texture to times endless mist.
That purpose could be to add subtle nuances and variation to eternal time.

It's possible, that we're only here,
It is feasible that the only purpose of our existence is to be present,

To live, die, evaporate and disappear.
To live our lives, die, and then vanish without a trace.

Nothing is permanent
All things are temporary and will eventually diminish or disappear.

We're only here til we die.
Our existence is short-lived and will conclude with our demise.

There's no greater answer
There is no absolute, concrete solution or explanation.

To any of life's questions why.
The mysteries of life are inexplicable, and we cannot know the reasons behind everything.

We're on our way out, we're going
We are marching towards our eventual termination as a species,

We're going to die.
We will eventually perish as living beings.

There is no grand reason or purpose for being alive.
There is no significant meaning or goal behind the experience of being alive.

We're here til we're not, that's the end, that's the nature of life.
Our presence is temporary and fleeting, that is the ultimate truth of life.

We're already dead if we don't realize this is life.
If we are not conscious of the reality of being alive, we are living a futile and barren existence, like the dead.

We may as well be dead if we don't accept this is life.
If we do not acknowledge or come to terms with the nature of our existence, we might as well already be dead.

We're as good as dead because this is what we've done with life.
We have wasted and depleted our existence, leaving us equal to the lifeless or the dying.

We've chosen to do nothing greater than this with our lives.
We have opted for mediocrity or apathy, unable to fulfill our potential as human beings.

For Sweet Love of Planet Earth all human beings must die.
To protect and cherish the beauty of the world we inhabit, humanity must eventually cease to exist.