VERSE 1
Story after story about violence so gory
It ain’t Hollywood glory, the nations are warring
Bright and early morning, air raid sirens give the warning
The napalm is pouring, children sleep without snoring
I get it all for free on my pretty little screen
I hear the little “DING!”, now I want to fucking scream
He says, “There’s no such thing as pain and suffering”
What the hell does that mean? Aren’t you watching them bleed?!
CHORUS 1
Turn it off! Can’t take anymore!
Turn it off! Don’t want to hear about war!
Take the screen and throw it like a son of a bitch!
Hurry up and end it! Flip the kill switch!
VERSE 2
Post after post of self-deprecating roasts
What they want the most is to be floating ghosts
Standing so close to the edge with the rope
It’s not a gallows joke, there really is no hope
I try to talk some sense to the ones who crave death
Don’t even ride the fence, it ain’t worth it in the end
He says, “If I up and went, I won’t have to pay the rent”
Are you fucked up in the head? No one wants to see you dead!
CHORUS 2
Turn it off! Can’t take anymore!
Turn it off! What’d you do that for?!
Take the screen and wake you up from the ditch!
Take your torture machine and flip the kill switch!
BRIDGE
Look around you, we’ve got so much in common
None of our lives turned out the way we wanted
Big dreams of a world where we keep the good times rolling
Lost forever to what we call doom-scrolling
