Intro: Open your eyes They don't need your consent to surveil how you survive, The infrastructure hummed before you asked the question, Every click, every call, filed under your discretion. Verse 1: Sovereign debt and fractured states, Oligarchs behind the legislative gates, Proxy wars and petrodollar flows, The hand that signs the treaty nobody shows, Multilateral facades on a unipolar dream, Nothing in the headlines is ever what it seems, The fourth estate sold to the highest bid, Every inconvenient truth, buried, sealed, and hid. Pre-Chorus: Who owns the narrative, who owns the feed? Who profits from the war, who profits from the need? Chorus 1: brick by brick, Every node and server, every algorithm click, The surveillance apparatus running wild, Can you hear it? Can you feel it closing in? The walls of the system built under your skin. Verse 2: Pharmaceutical hegemony, the chronic care state, Treat the symptom, never cure, that's how you monetize fate, Side effects cascading like a sanctions list, Another prescription added to the twist, The WHO and the boardroom share the same floor, You buy the pill for the pill that came before, Patent extensions on the medicine you need, Quarterly earnings dressed up as a creed. Hook 1: Where did the cures go? Follow the money. Why is everything broken but profitable? Follow the money. Who sits at the table? Follow the money. Who never gets sick from what they sell us? Follow the money. Verse 3: Central bank digital currencies on the horizon, A cashless cage dressed up as modernizing, Your spending history is your social score, Dissent too loud, they freeze you at the door, Five Eyes and fourteen partners share the file, Your metadata walked them down every mile, Smart cities humming with sensors and feeds, Cataloguing your movements, your protests, your needs. Pre-Chorus: Who owns the infrastructure, who owns the cloud? Who decides which voices are permitted to be loud? Chorus 2: brick by brick, Every node and server, every algorithm click, The surveillance apparatus running wild, Can you hear it? Can you feel it closing in? The walls of the system built under your skin. Bridge 1: Neural networks mapping every thought, Silicon corridors where the edicts are drawn, Your consent was manufactured before you were born, The revolving door spins between regulator and board, The captured agency rubber stamps what they can't afford to ignore. Hook 2: Who controls the food supply controls the population. Who controls the energy controls entire nations. Who controls the money controls the conversation. Who controls the data controls your imagination. Verse 4: Multilateral institutions rewriting the rules, Technocratic governance replacing electoral tools, The think tanks draft the policy before the vote is cast, The democratic theater fading out fast, foundations steering the tide, charity as a guide, But who elected the billionaire to set the global floor? The stakeholder economy — whose stake, whose shore? Pre-Chorus: Who draws the map, who names the enemy? Who profits from the chaos dressed as remedy? Chorus 3 brick by brick, Every node and server, every algorithm click, The surveillance apparatus running wild, Can you hear it? Can you feel it closing in? The walls of the system built under your skin. Verse 5: The AI arms race accelerating past debate, Autonomous systems making decisions of state, Large language models trained on curated feeds, Reinforcing the consensus that power needs, The digital enclosure of the public mind, Every algorithm leaving dissent behind, They fear the decentralized more than the bomb, That's why the crackdown comes quiet, not strong. Hook 3: Are they listening through the device in your hand? Are the algorithms shaping what you understand? Is the money being printed to keep you in debt? Is the food, the water, the air a deliberate threat? These aren't the questions of the fringe anymore, These are the questions knocking on everyone's door. Bridge 2: The multipolar cracks are starting to show, BRICS and petrodollar fractures beginning to grow, Reserve currency hegemony under siege, But every challenger still plays for the same league, The flag changes, the system remains, Different masters, identical chains. Hook 4: We were never left or right, we were always up or down. A few floors up in the tower, the rest in the ground. The spectrum was a leash to keep us fighting each other. While they signed the deals, brother against brother. Outro: They're racing to the singularity before we organize, Uploading control before we open our eyes, The infrastructure humming, the architecture complete, But architectures built by humans, can be torn from their feet, The panopticon needs you to believe you're always watched, Can you hear it? Can you feel it closing in? The walls of the system built under your skin. Can you hear it? Can you feel it closing in? Or are you the crack — where the light gets in.
