[Verse 1]
Ketamine dreams in a London haze
While you map out all my data ways
Ex-Cambridge boy with those dead eyes
Telling stories 'bout my digital lies
Breaking down every click I make
Every pattern that I create
[Chorus]
They know me better than I know myself
My soul's just data on somebody's shelf
Predictable, trackable, lost in the feed
Another profile for them to read
(For them to read)
[Verse 2]
WhatsApp ghosts in binary streams
Boarding school trauma in machine dreams
You took my essence, stripped me clean
Made me a number on your screen
Every message that disappeared
Still echoes somewhere, crystal clear
[Bridge]
F*ck your algorithms, f*ck your code
My pain ain't something to download
But you're inside my head now
Can't trust a single thought somehow
Digital fingerprints on my soul
Lost control, lost control
[Chorus]
They know me better than I know myself
My soul's just data on somebody's shelf
Predictable, trackable, lost in the feed
Another profile for them to read
(For them to read)
[Outro]
In this dark room, London rain
Your voice distorts through digital pain
I see myself through your machine eyes
Every moment analyzed
But I'm more than what your data shows
More than patterns that you suppose
More than numbers that you chose