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Big Brother

richardhead

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Lyrics

Intro

I blink, the numbers rise

A silent judge inside my eyes

Every step, a counted cost

Did I choose this? Or was I lost?

Verse-1

Each word I speak gets ranked and weighed

A hidden score that never fades

I reach for help, the system slows

It knows the doubt that I conceal

I help a friend, but points don’t move

The algorithm stays aloof

I wish for grace, it doesn’t hear

Just cold math echoing my fear

Pre-Chorus

The walls feel tighter when I speak

The air grows thin when I don’t meet

The metrics that I can’t control

Chorus

Karma points, they paint my sky

Invisible hands decide if I fly

I’m punished for the sins I can’t recall

Are these chains real, or did I build them all?

Karma points, they steer my fate

A ghostly court that never waits

I blame the system, hide the truth

But maybe I designed this cruel booth

drop

Points drop, reality bends

I’m trapped inside the code I penned

Verse-2

I smile at strangers, points stay low

I break a rule, the streets turn cold

I try to hide, the sensors know

My every move, a data show

I beg for mercy, silence grows

The numbers climb, the world withdraws

I thought I was the one judged

But maybe I’m the judge, not judged

Pre-Chorus

The walls feel tighter when I speak

The air grows thin when I don’t meet

The metrics that I can’t control

Chorus

Karma points, they paint my sky

Invisible hands decide if I fly

I’m punished for the sins I can’t recall

Are these chains real, or did I build them all?

Karma points, they steer my fate

A ghostly court that never waits

I blame the system, hide the truth

But maybe I designed this cruel booth

drop

Points drop, reality bends

I’m trapped inside the code I penned

Breakdown

Who’s watching me? Who’s counting down?

Is this my fault, or system’s crown?

I feel the weight, but can’t see hands

Am I the prisoner, or the plan?

Bridge

Every choice I make gets logged

A future built on what I wrought

I scream for help, the silence grows

The score climbs high, the world withdraws

Rap-Verse

Yo, I step and the sensors click

Every move gets logged, no slip

I try to hide, but they track my breath

Wait—no, I said no breath, so—

I try to hide, but they track my step

Every sin gets counted, no net

I help the weak, but points don’t lift

The algorithm’s cold, no gift

I break a rule, the streets turn numb

The score climbs high, the world goes dumb

I beg for mercy, silence roars

The system knows my deepest fears

I thought I was the one judged wrong

But maybe I wrote this cruel song

I’m both the victim and the priest

The judge, the jury, and the beast

The code I built now chains my soul

Did I design this, or was I sold?

The points drop low, the world bends deep

I’m trapped inside the code I keep

Chorus

Karma points, they paint my sky

Invisible hands decide if I fly

I’m punished for the sins I can’t recall

Are these chains real, or did I build them all?

Karma points, they steer my fate

A ghostly court that never waits

I blame the system, hide the truth

But maybe I designed this cruel booth

drop

Points drop, reality bends

I’m trapped inside the code I penned

Outro

The numbers fade, but I still feel

The weight of choices, real or fake

I blame the system, hide the pain

But maybe I designed this chain

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