I feel paralyzed by my phone these days
Feels like all I can do is scroll
Oh, so terrified of the news these days
I get rigid and hopeless and numb
When the ticker tape strips away
The little that we cling to
Our hands are raised and fists are made
'Cause only we can save us
I try to do my best
But it never feels like quite enough
I push all my weight against it, but it never feels profound
The boulder always rolls back down
Just an inch off the top of what's crushing me
Small steps to the edge of the world
I'm armored up against it, fighting back with every breath
It barely seems to make a dent
Just an inch off the top of what's crushing me
Small steps to the edge of the world
The edge of the world
The edge of the world
We're so sterilized, hyper-analyzed
And it's by design, keeps us pacified
Exhausted to the point, that we feel like giving up
So distractible, so we don't know
The lives that they're erasing
It's genocide, I close my eyes and light my medication
I'm choking on the smoke, but it's all I got to soothe me now
I push all my weight against it, but it never feels profound
The boulder always rolls back down
Just an inch off the top of what's crushing me
Small steps to the edge of the world
I'm armored up against it, fighting back with every breath
It barely seems to make a dent
Just an inch off the top of what's crushing me
Small steps to the edge of the world
The edge of the world
The edge of the world
I feel paralyzed by my phone these days
Feels like all I can do is scroll
Oh, so terrified of the news these days
I get rigid and hopeless and numb