In the public eye theyæ³e fabricated you.
Chose your selling points to sell.
Became an object they can hate or pursue.
But no one asked just how you felt.
But donæ° you think I feel?
Donæ° you think Iæ¦ real?
Are you so dull that you donæ° have a clue?
And I donæ° think itæ¯ right, this invasion in my life.
No, one day youæ£l feel what Iæ¦ going through.
In the public eye youæ®e always on stage.
Theyæ³e magnified your every move.
Free to roam around in your golden cage.
But you better watch just what you do.
And youæ®e bound by their chains,
youæ®e not allowed to change.
In the public eye.
And youæ®e living a life you must defend in the public eye.
In this world you exchange the right to know whoæ¯ your real friend
and why itæ¯ a loseræ¯ game that I canæ° win,
I can only try.