Up til 3am
Doomscrolling
Hating myself
For what humans are doing
And I see it on you
This parasite’s contagious
Don’t know what to do
In a world of cages
So sick of this screen
So many problems, no solutions
Refreshing the feed
Til we televise the revolution

Oh my God
Maybe there’s a better way
Change those strings, babe
You’ve got a song to play
Play it for them
Pray for them

And I’m here if you need
Somebody to call
But I might not pick up
Cuz I’m going through a lot
You know, feeling it all
All of the time
Really not doing well
If you couldn’t tell

Better say the right thing
In the perfect way
Or say nothing at all
JK that’s not ok
You keep doing it wrong
But if you do nothing
You’re worse than the scum
On the boots of Nazis
And it might not do much
Other than make money
For Mark Zuckerberg
And give you stomach ulcers
But at least you can say you tried
When you get to the end of your life
What did you do, Grandma,
when there was a genocide?
Well, honey, I stared at my phone
And reposted the memes
Everyone was posting

Oh my God
Maybe there’s a better way
Change those strings, babe
You’ve got a song to play
Play it for them
Pray for them

And I’m here if you need
Somebody to call
But I might not pick up
Cuz I’m going through a lot
You know, feeling it all
All of the time
Really not doing well
If you couldn’t tell

Pray for them
Pray for them
Pray for them
Pray for them
Pray for us
Pray for them
They are us
We are them