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 Yeah, 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've 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 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 www.mooji.org