Empathy lyrics

I think it’s the finitude of our brains
The finitude of what our minds can carry
We’re soft-cell organisms
Only so many shadows our thoughts can bury

If empathy is
What I believe it to be?
(Confined by) the borders of our time on Earth
And how we order each other’s humanity
We don’t have the time
We don’t have the bandwidth
And now we don’t have a reason
To do empathy as fiction

I think we love to express our humanity
No wonder the tall loom over us like gods
We need our itches compacted into totеmic figures
And we want our stories to bе stimulating

If empathy is
What I believe it to be?
(Confined by) the borders of our time on Earth
And how we order each other’s humanity
We don’t have the time
We don’t have the bandwidth
And now we don’t have a reason
To do empathy as fiction
Empathy for any
Conceptual human
Means sincerity is dead
Pragmatically…
Inhumanity for any
Conceptual human
Means universalism is dead
Theoretically…

If empathy is
What I believe it to be?
(Confined by) the borders of our time on Earth
And how we order each other’s humanity
We don’t have the time
We don’t have the bandwidth
And now we don’t have a reason
To do empathy as fiction

I have no empathy for bullsh*t
Insincerity is a first-tier offense
I have no empathy for bullsh*t
Why, do you?
Why do you?
Y, do you…