Big Tech (It's Probably Fine)

Lyrics:

Still awake at 3 AM.
The Twitter feed is burning into my brain stem.
The rage and fears of all humanity
Are streaming unchecked into me.
(But it's probably fine)

Reality begins to fade
Warped inside a bubble of the clicks I've made
They say my thoughts are curated for me
But I don't know what to believe
So I'm probably fine, it's probably fine.

We're falling through the algorithm
Big Tech took us down with 'em
Trapped inside a world that they define.
Free speech was bought by, like, five rich dudes,
Now we're all at the mercy of their various moods,
But hey, it's probably...

Grandma is a Nazi now.
Facebook swears it wasn't them; they don't know how
Their algorithm works, it's too opaque.
It must have made a small mistake.
(Oops! She's probably fine)

Better to avoid a slip,
YouTube seems to be all in on censorship
'Cause hey, that's always worked for the oppressed!
I'm sure their CEO knows best
And we're hashtag-blessed, yeah yeah yeah, we're totally fine.
Whoa, fine, fine, fine, fine, we're all just fine

We're falling through the algorithm
Big Tech took us down with 'em
The hate is ours; the data's theirs to mine.
Advertisers sold our souls
To propaganda, bots, and trolls
And we're probably ...

Locked behind a garden gate
Of self-obsession, lies and hate,
Where every share, reply, and heart
Feels like it's tearing us apart.

We're lab rats hooked on dopamine
With psychopaths behind the screen
Deciding what is fake or real,
Controlling what we think and feel.

Now Instagram is following me,
Alexa listens when I pee,
Google stores my secrets for all time...
And Facebook is just Mark Zuckerberg's way
Of trying to find out how humans behave
So he can slowly become more human
While the rest of us slowly become less human

... but it's probably fine, it's probably fine.

Right?