THE TRUMAN SHOW [Intro — whispered over radio static] Smile for the camera. Drive like you’re free. Every road remembers. Every system sees. [Verse 1] Black pole on the corner, Red light in the rain, Watching every license plate, Building out a chain. Where I went on Sunday, What town I passed through after dark, Who I drove beside on Tuesday or just a picnic in a park They say it’s for protection, They say it stops the crime, But every tool they build for danger Turns on us in time. [Pre-Chorus] No warrant. No warning. No knock upon the door. Just another system eye Stalking their slaves even more [Chorus — explosive] I’m not running— I’m not wanted— So why are you recording where I go? You call it safety, I call it surveillance— It’s the fucking Truman Show. Every highway, Every back road, Every place they say we’re free— There’s another eye collecting Every move from you and me. [Verse 2] They connect the towns together, They connect the county lines, Turn a thousand little snapshots Into patterns over time. Who you visit, Where you worship, Where you stop and where you stay, They can build a life from breadcrumbs Gathered up along the way. The database keeps growing, The watchers never sleep, And power always promises The records will stay discreet. But systems change their masters, And laws can disappear, The tool they built to catch a thief Will be used to govern fear. [Pre-Chorus — heavier] No jury. No hearing. No reason they must show. Just a digital shadow Following everywhere you go. [Chorus] I’m not running— I’m not wanted— So why are you recording where I go? You call it safety, I call it surveillance— It’s a real-life Truman Show. Every highway, Every back road, Every place they say we’re free— There’s another eye collecting Every move from you and me. [Breakdown — spoken eerie) They don’t need chains When the cameras know your route. They don’t need walls When the system maps you out. They don’t need truth When fear can make us bow. First they watch the criminal— Then they watch us .... ALL!!! [Bridge — vulnerable, haunting] I should not have to prove I’m harmless. I should not have to earn my rights. I should not have to live beneath A thousand unblinking eyes. [Crescendo] You built the grid in silence. You sold it town by town. You wrapped it up in safety While the walls were closing down. You told us not to question. You told us fear was proof. But every cage is easier built When nobody asks the truth. [Final Chorus — full power] I’m not running— I’m not wanted— So why are you recording where I go? You call it safety, I call it surveillance— It’s a REAL LIFE Truman Show. I’m not guilty. I’m not hiding. I just want my life my own. Not another numbered image In a system I don’t control. [Outro — whispered] Smile for the camera. Pretend you never knew. The show keeps getting bigger— And the subject Is always you.........
