Lyrics

What does it matter how one person responds to a plague that doesn't even notice them How is anybody supposed to keep giving a shit about a world that is so hopelessly devoted to sickness This feeling The grief The anger How senseless this is And how little we can really do to stop the world around us from falling apart I think that's the plague ? In the back of our minds We try to ignore day in and day out Distracting ourselves with frivolous bullshit Or numbing ourselves with blind faith or optimism Until we just can't anymore It's the same sickness that compеls some people to rеfuse to wear masks Demanding freedom Not from disease From having to fight it in the first place Having to worry about what happens to a world that so obviously does not worry about what happens to us And it's the same sickness that drives desperate humans towards fascism or capitalism Or any bullshit ideology that makes them feel like the main character Make them feel powerful again As if we could escape our own smallness If we just killed enough of the scapegoats Dominated enough of our fellow humans But of course, there is no escaping Like the people in Iran, we are stuck here Trapped between our egos and our insignificance Forced to figure out What we wanna do with ourselves While we wait to see if the next mindless virus will be the one that finally gets us But that's why we cling so much to hopefulness for our avoidance Because without them all we're really left with is despair It's not just the death of ego it's the death of meaning Cause if I really am this powerless If nothing I will do will be enough to stop the stupid plague Then what the fuck am I doing here?