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{vinyl crackle and tape start hum} Nine...
Watch your step. {lo-fi electronic synth filter sweep}
Nine eyes watching from the ceiling tiles
They track my steps across a hundred miles
They try to tell me what I should and shouldn't do
But I don't give a {bleep} about your point of view
(haha) {snare hit with loud synthetic bleep tone over
the
cuss word}
Nine eyes in the dark,
they see right through
There is no hiding what you've done or who you knew
And if they think they own the block,
they're full of {bleep} (no way) Yeah,
they're full of {bleep} and the secrets that they keep
{swirling phaser synth pad}
One in the mirror,
two on the wall
Three in the alley waiting for my fall
Four, five, and six are tracking every call
It's absolute {bleep} and I'm tired of it all (get out of
here) {guitars
with
heavy chorus effect}
Seven, eight, nine... They're closing in,
they're on my line.
(shhh) {synthesizer white noise sweep}
Nine eyes in the dark,
they see right through
There is no hiding what you've done or who you knew
And if they think they own the block,
they're full of {bleep} (no way) Yeah,
they're full of {bleep} and the secrets that they keep
{full
dynamic climax} Get your
{bleep} eyes
off of me. Just {bleep} off.
(static) {tape stop
sound}