(Verse 1) Woke up to the news, a world on fire, again "It's all rigged," she sighs, "from here to the bitter end." The patriarchy's grip, a boot on every face Mental health is suffering, lost in this endless race. She checks her feed, a thousand angry tweets Each one a tiny echo of her own heart's beats. The system's built to break you, she knows it in her bones A fragile, anxious feeling that's taken up her home (Chorus) External Locus, the world turns without her hand A leftist woman, trying to take a stand. But the weight is crushing, the struggle is too real Caught in a cycle of how powerless she feels. The illness whispers, "What's the use in trying?" "They'll just take it all away, no matter how hard you're fighting." (Verse 2) Therapy sessions feel like talking to a wall The therapist says, "What's in your control, after all?" She lists her action items, a protest and a call Then she cries, "But it's just me, how can I stop the fall?" The weight of history, a thousand years of pain Floods her mind like a sudden, soaking rain. She knows the problems are systemic, deep and wide It's not her fault she's hurting, she's got nowhere left to hide. (Chorus) External Locus, the world turns without her hand A leftist woman, trying to take a stand. But the weight is crushing, the struggle is too real Caught in a cycle of how powerless she feels. The illness whispers, "What's the use in trying?" "They'll just take it all away, no matter how hard you're fighting." (Bridge) Some days she finds her strength in a march, a shared belief In knowing others feel this same, consuming grief. A flicker of a candle in the overwhelming dark But the next day it's extinguished, leaving just a spark. The line between the personal and political is blurred Her pain's a symptom of a world that's so absurd (Outro) She tries to breathe, to find her center, to be well But the world keeps spinning faster, ringing like a bell. It's not her fault, she knows, but the feeling won't subside Trapped in a story where there's nowhere left to hide
