Cellf Phowned (CumpletelyRestartedRemix)

Intro] Yeah, they call it a cell, ain’t that wild? Ain’t no bars but we still on trial. Who’s the owner — me or the dial? Self-phoned, self-gone, self-in denial. [Verse 1] I used to wake up, breathe, feel my soul stretch, Now I reach for a screen like a life-support fetch. They got my data, habits, and my time in a debt, Sold me freedom on a plan I ain't paid off yet. Mind on scroll, thumb do patrol, Algorithm playin’ warden to my soul. Every ping like a chain on my wrist, Every buzz another hit I can’t resist. [Chorus] You don’t own your self when your cell owns you, They ring you up and the truth goes blue. Screen light priest in a plastic pew, You’re the product, they just sell you “new.” [Verse 2] Camera eyes spy the lies that we like, Microphone ghost write thoughts at night. Maps know where I move, feed ads when I bite, Freedom on lease with the signal in sight. Bluetooth tether to invisible chains, A pocket-size throne for invisible reigns. Post your pain, get dopamine rain, But they harvest the storm for the corporate gain. [Chorus] You don’t own your self when your cell owns you, They ring you up and the truth goes blue. Screen light priest in a plastic pew, You’re the product, they just sell you “new.” [Bridge] It’s called a cell — like prison walls, Network tower, digital halls. Every swipe, your freedom falls, Call it connection, I call it thralls. [Verse 3] We traded voice for text and soul for speed, Attention’s the crop and we’re the seed. Even when off, they still proceed, To map your ghost, to chart your need. So I’m powering down, reclaim the crown, Turn the silence up, let the noise drown. Self-ownership ain’t some noun, It’s the verb of saying no right now. [Outro / Hook Repeat] You don’t own your self when your cell owns you, They ring you up and the truth goes blue. Break that chain, it’s overdue, Self-phoned no more — I’m breaking through.