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Watched But Unseen (Cinematic Version)
PORCELAIN HEARTS
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I'm a ghost in the cathedral, in this digital space
A thousand faces watching, but they never see my face
Oh, I'm watched but unseen
In this beautiful, terrible, static machine
Just a flicker on the glass, a reflection of the screen
Watched but unseen
Got a thousand new followers, the numbers keep on climbing
But the room is dead silent, it's a perfect social timing
For a post about the party that I never even went to
Just another perfect picture that I gotta live up to
They "like" the curated version, the polished porcelain shell
But no one's knocking on the door to see I'm living in a cell
A cell made of bright windows, I can see them all outside
Laughing, living, touching, I got nowhere left to hide
From this empty validation, this echo in the hall
The sound of "connection" is the loneliest sound of all
I'm a ghost in the cathedral, in this digital space
A thousand faces watching, but they never see my face
Oh, I'm watched but unseen
In this beautiful, terrible, static machine
Just a flicker on the glass, a reflection of the screen
Watched but unseen
I scroll until my thumbs are numb, am I looking for a friend
Or just another hollow trend on which I can depend
To feel a part of something, but the signal's getting weak
The static's in my bloodstream, it's the only voice I speak
They analyze my clicks, they predict my every thought
I'm the product in the data, I'm the prisoner they caught
In a web of "suggestions," so comfortable and wide
I'm the center of my universe, with no one left inside
Just a "Crowd of One," a perfect, tailored cage
A star performing on an empty, silent stage
I'm pressing my hands to the glass
I can see you, can you see me
Is any of this real
Or just a dream
I would trade all the "likes" for a single, spoken word
The loudest scream I've ever screamed and it's never even heard
I'm a ghost in the cathedral, in this digital space
A thousand faces watching, but they never see my face
Oh, I'm watched but unseen
In this beautiful, terrible, static machine
Just a flicker on the glass, a reflection of the screen
Watched but unseen
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