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Facing every window, 'round every corner |
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TV eyes are up and running, no one's gonna tell why nothing's ever sacred, nothing's ever private |
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Everything's exposed and all our values shot to hell |
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But no one seens to know which reality to show |
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Hunted, we're hunted down |
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Catching any moment, taping every sentence, watching from above - some kind of legalized abuse |
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Any given second, every sungle minute analyzed, categorized for any later use |
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Still no one seems to know which reality to show |
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Hunted, we're hunted down |
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Hunted, I'm hunted down |