Somebody’s Watching Me

Dark alternative hip-hop / R&B with dominant sub-bass, deep 808s, sparse trap percussion, ominous synth atmosphere, distorted violin accents and occasional dirty electric guitar, Male lead: low, intimate, tense, slightly rough but clear, Female voice only as distant whispered ad-libs and haunting responses, Slow, stalking groove with lots of negative space, Verses feel paranoid and claustrophobic; chorus becomes heavier, hypnotic and bass-driven, Modern, nocturnal, seductive, unsettling, cinematic, Long instrumental breaks and abrupt moments of silence, No campy Halloween sound, no bright pop chorus, no screaming, no theatrical horror voice, ‑bright pop, ‑bubblegum pop, ‑upbeat dance-pop, ‑festival EDM, ‑dubstep, ‑brostep, ‑trance, ‑country, ‑folk, ‑funk, ‑disco, ‑reggae, ‑reggaeton, ‑metal, ‑screamo, ‑symphonic metal, ‑musical theater, ‑cabaret, ‑circus music, ‑novelty song, ‑comedy, ‑fantasy soundtrack, ‑operatic vocals, ‑choir, ‑bright synths, ‑high-pitched synths, ‑horns, ‑brass

[Intro — low bass pulse, distant room noise] [Beat enters] [Verse 1] [male lead] Curtains closed. Lights down low. Still feel eyes where nobody goes. Phone face-down. Door locked twice. Something in the room doesn't feel quite right. I hear the floor breathe under my feet. Catch a shape move across the street. Tell myself it's only in my head— Then why'd the shadow move when I'm still instead? [Instrumental — heavy sub-bass] [Pre-Chorus] Every window looks alive. Every mirror holds too long. Every time I think I'm alone— Something tells me I'm wrong. [Chorus] Somebody's watching me. I feel it when the room goes still. Somebody's watching me. From somewhere I can't see. I shut the blinds. I kill the lights. Still get that feeling every night. Somebody's watching me. And they're getting closer. [DROP — deep 808s, distorted violin] [Female whisper] Closer. [Verse 2][female] Black car parked at the end of the block. Same one there when I checked the clock. Footsteps stop when I stop too. Maybe I'm imagining— Maybe it's you. [Beat cuts] [Instrumental] [Bridge — low, restrained][male lead only] Maybe I should be afraid. Maybe that's the part I like. That little rush beneath my skin when something moves outside the light. If you're gonna keep watching— Don't hide. I know you're there. Come inside. [BASS DROP] [Final Chorus] Somebody's watching me. I feel it when the room goes still. Somebody's watching me. And now I know the thrill. No locked door. No drawn blinds. No pretending I don't feel those eyes. Somebody's watching me. And tonight— I'm watching back. [Long instrumental — bass, violin, distorted guitar]

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