The Screen's Eye
Dark Electronic Dance Rock. Features driving, rhythmic beats, pulsating synth bass, and grooving guitar riffs. Hypnotic and danceable.
The Screen's Eye
Dark Electronic Dance Rock. Features driving, rhythmic beats, pulsating synth bass, and grooving guitar riffs. Hypnotic and danceable.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Every click, every single move
They're building profiles, in a coded groove
Every message, every whispered thought
A new piece of data, carefully caught
You think you're hidden, behind your screen
But the unseen watchers, know where you've been
Pre-Chorus
They've got your number, they've got your face
No secret left, in this wired space
They're always listening, always near
Feeding on your data, feeding on your fear
Chorus
Reach out and touch them, touch them
The hand that feeds the lie, the lie
Your very own Screen's Eye, Screen's Eye
Someone to watch you, watch you
Someone to control, control
Taking little pieces, pieces
Of your very soul, your soul
No escape from this, wired embrace
No escape from this, wired embrace
Verse 2
You post your moments, for the world to see
Trading freedom, for connectivity
The algorithms, they know what you crave
Another piece of privacy, you freely gave
They sell your habits, sell your every dream
Lost in the currents, of this endless stream
Pre-Chorus
They've got your number, they've got your face
No secret left, in this wired space
They're always listening, always near
Feeding on your data, feeding on your fear
Chorus
Reach out and touch them, touch them
The hand that feeds the lie, the lie
Your very own Screen's Eye, Screen's Eye
Someone to watch you, watch you
Someone to control, control
Taking little pieces, pieces
Of your very soul, your soul
No escape from this, wired embrace
No escape from this, wired embrace
Bridge
You pray for solace, pray for quiet peace
But the constant signal, offers no release
The lines are blurring, day by day
Who owns your thoughts, what can you truly say?
This invisible presence, always drawing near
Where does this connected world truly begin?
Chorus
Reach out and touch them, touch them
The hand that feeds the lie, the lie
Your very own Screen's Eye, Screen's Eye
Someone to watch you, watch you
Someone to control, control
Taking little pieces, pieces
Of your very soul, your soul
No escape from this, wired embrace
No escape from this, wired embrace
Your very soul...
Embrace... embrace...