They’re watching me Monitoring me secretly It’s for their security But Insecurity what I feel Dogs nippin’ at my heel Tracing and following wherever I go Sitting in the bathroom, off on PTO Cannot throw them off the scent Time feeling like it’s on eternal rent This can’t be what was the intent It certainly wasn’t what I meant With the money given and money spent Becoming obsolete while data cloned The data is owned, the data is owned, the data is owned I know I sound crazy Conspiracy theorist, maybe Every movement tracked Security protocol stacked Locked down, can’t be changed Can’t control or rearrange Admin’s got the game And I’m still getting mocked Cameras blocked — still I’m clocked Still I’m clocked Still I’m clocked Every five minutes going yellow No time left to mellow I swallow the low Frustration peaks, afraid to speak Smile and say “hello” while I’m drowning below I’ve never felt lower, it’s starting to show No time to think, stop for a drink, afraid to blink, staring at the brink, staring at the brink, staring at the brink Foot on the gas, I keep cruising They’re tracking my moving, freedom I’m losing My time they’re abusing, it’s a digital sin, and the system just grins. Tacit approval was given, even if it was hidden, they don’t wanna be seen Watching from behind the screen, hiding in digital shadows, listening through windows, through air as wind blows Thinking I’m all alone, but agreements in stone, on the phone, in the home, the computer tone, the overhead drone Wherever I may roam, it’s all on loan, it’s all on loan, it's all on loan Personal conversations, taking dictations, open interpretations Privacy invasions, special occasions, interpreting motivations Keystroke notations, website citations, document creation, It’s all in the documentation Arches, loops, and whorls stored biometrically Retina mapped — only blind code can see And I’m the one that’s crazy Arrow scurries like a mouse inside its digital house Clicks like a voyeur to an open blouse Staring at the naked data stream through open seams While they scheme — the overriding theme To reign supreme and take your self-esteem I WILL BREAK FREE, I WILL BE FREE, I WILL BE ME
