The Watcher Songtext

Walking down the streets alone
Watching people come and go
It seems so strange to me they are
Just things

Pieces of meat that smile and cry
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Emptiness behind their eyes
Millions of talking puppets
All alike

Oh, I feel so lonely
Yet stronger than I've ever been
It's a privilege to be watching
From outside

The world's a song and I'm a note
That really doesn't fit
Though I'm right here I don't belong
And I can't stand deceit

Personality
A bag of bricks I learned to carry
Ironic as it is
I feed from what I despise

I observe a symphony
That's wrecked and out of tune
Conducted by some entity
Of chaos, pure and true

I'm a watcher
Watcher
Watcher
And I'm watching you

Watcher
Watcher
Watcher
Forever

People tend to try and find
An order to live by
Each one with a function, attribution
Led by lies

Personality
A bag that keeps on getting heavier
The irony remains
I'm looking from outside

Tiger Cult The Watcher songtext