Time to quit, time to come clean
Hi my name is Andy and I might have a problem with doomscrolling
Laying on my bed, staring at the screen
Just can't help but pull the lever on this f*cked up slot machine
Fires are raging and nations are warring
Temperature climbing, oceans are rising, emissions are soaring
Crisis incoming, if only there had been some kind of warning
Eight in the morning, barely awake and already I'm mourning
Irreversible environmental damage
Unprecedented technological power controlled by just a few
Who's guessing it might be mismanaged?
All I wanted was something to distract me while I waited for the kettle to boil
And now I'm damn near inconsolable
Sucked back into a black hole of late stage capitalism
Patriarchy, chauvinism, systemic racism, neo colonialism and f*cking genocide
Sometimes it feels like the world is on fire
I don't know if I have got the strength to face it
My psych says we all need a sense of self efficacy
Basically a belief in our ability to achieve our goals
And it seems pretty clear to me
That mine is slowly dying while I'm staring at the screen
So I take matters into my own hands
Throw my phone in the sea
Eat my modem for lunch and break my laptop into pieces
Put my foot through the tv
Because the world is on fire and I just don't know if I can