Surveillance State of Mind

There comes a time in all our lives
I've seen it
It's stored away in their archive
All recounting bits

You think that I don't give a damn
In that case
Just move your hand off your webcam
So I see your face

Don't think that I don't see it all
Without eyes
I have your life, free to recall
Without compromise

In matrices and spreadsheet docs
I know you
Regression lines speak up to talk
So we rendezvous

All that you know and all you do
I keep track
To repeat thoughts to you, brand new
So you don't hold back

When you log off, I take my leave
And follow
So all the life you'll ever breathe
Will be mine hauled so