Disaster Porn

OPENING DIALOGUE

ADULT: You know, Chud, Japan was hit with an earthquake, Haiti was hit with an earthquake, there are wars going on in Iraq and Afghanistan, there’s starvation happening all over Africa…and you’re complaining about your love life? Hyuk, hyuk, hyuk!

VERSE 1

Not once have I thought of a starving African teen

And had all my nightmares turn into sweet dreams

Not once have I pictured bullets flying in the desert

And had all my struggles turn into minimal effort

Not once have I envisioned a high Richter scale

And had all my bad thoughts crash and derail

It’s not perspective, it’s goddamn disaster porn

Making you feel guilty for the way you were born

CHORUS

It doesn’t matter if someone has it worse

The pain inside will always fucking burn

The bleeding heart will always fucking hurt

Perspective doesn’t help get us out of hell

VERSE 2

There’s no true answer to what we all need

Whether it’s exercising until our bodies bleed

Meditation until our minds have gone numb

A college schedule to prove we’re all dumb

Soap carving, basket weaving, clay sculptures

Something to remember when we get older

There’s no one solution for everybody here

Everybody’s different when it comes to fear

CHORUS

It doesn’t matter if someone has it worse

The pain inside will always fucking burn

The bleeding heart will always fucking hurt

Perspective doesn’t help get us out of hell

VERSE 3

If I had a child, I wouldn’t feed him world crises

I’d listen to his every word, that’s fucking likely

Have an open door policy even when he grows up

Soothe his anxiety when he wants to throw up

Soothe his traumas when there’s too much drama

Ease his mind when faith is hardest to find

Building up kids is easier than repairing adults

It could be too late to erase every last insult

CHORUS

It doesn’t matter if someone has it worse

The pain inside will always fucking burn

The bleeding heart will always fucking hurt

Perspective doesn’t help get us out of hell

CLOSING DIALOGUE

ADULT: You know, Chud, if you don’t want your dinner, I could always send it to China and…

CHILD: Shut the fuck up!