Private Parts
This site wants to know my location. Sure, I'll allow
But subsequently send me notifications? Nope, I throw in the towel
My own accord's been out-waged by the proud
Robot overlords coding open doors like Blaise Pascal
When convenience is tantamount
We become lenient letting data rain from the clouds
As soon a privacy gets sold at a premium
It feels as if we're being disemboweled
Look, I'll accept your cookies with a satiated sentiment
But my data's sensitive, invading it takes precedent
Over any internet mandate or intent for its betterment
I don't care if it's to aggregate or eradicate pestilence
Encapsulating eating habits with my average weight
To feed me targeted ads through packets grazed
Is an undeniable breach of my rights
Sure, I clicked accept but a white flag wasn't raised
They say it's for my own protection
It's so deceptive when they pry so hard
Data being driven in so many directions
A backseat passenger drives my car
No perspective on what they're collecting
Unclear objective, where'd the driver park?
That's how riots start
I wish they'd keep their hands to themselves, off my private parts
Dat-data and information that if taken
Down and recorded is important
Yeah, I get it I don't really fear it
Cause love will prevail and we can afford it
An assortment of details
So you can get to know me well without knowing me
Well, I heard it in a seashell that Sally sold
Before the Silicon Valley mode
We had the northern Cali cold in seasons
A story of two worlds we believed in
I never sell my soul for the wrong reason
No one could take that from me if I'm breathing
Nature is sacred, that's what I put my faith in
No effort wasted, unplugging from the matrix
But the web we weave is a sticky one
Will your trigger finger squeeze when you get the gun?
The car, the house, the promotion
Is success worth the death of the ocean?
No, I say "success" in quotes and I'm hoping
To provoke thought and get your heart open
They say it's for my own protection
It's so deceptive when they pry so hard
Data being driven in so many directions
A backseat passenger drives my car
No perspective on what they're collecting
Unclear objective, where'd the driver park?
That's how riots start
I wish they'd keep their hands to themselves, off my private parts
Most of the time we ignore keep on clicking
Accept this, allow that just to load a page we're visiting
Ads litter screens and block what we're reading
One index misstep leads to malware imprisoning
That's when they sell us apps supposed to rid it clean
Then all of a sudden that cleaner itself begins soliciting
CPU cycles dwindle as the virus starts to chisel away
Until the data loss is crippling
Nothing could outweigh the cost you're will to spend to stop it
Kick and scream all you want, the robots are gonna profit
So many security layers smother us while we're all asleep
Data miners will keep laundering the middle-ware cloth of kings
They say it's for my own protection
It's so deceptive when they pry so hard
Data being driven in so many directions
A backseat passenger drives my car
No perspective on what they're collecting
Unclear objective, where'd the driver park?
That's how riots start
I wish they'd keep their hands to themselves, off my private parts
But subsequently send me notifications? Nope, I throw in the towel
My own accord's been out-waged by the proud
Robot overlords coding open doors like Blaise Pascal
When convenience is tantamount
We become lenient letting data rain from the clouds
As soon a privacy gets sold at a premium
It feels as if we're being disemboweled
Look, I'll accept your cookies with a satiated sentiment
But my data's sensitive, invading it takes precedent
Over any internet mandate or intent for its betterment
I don't care if it's to aggregate or eradicate pestilence
Encapsulating eating habits with my average weight
To feed me targeted ads through packets grazed
Is an undeniable breach of my rights
Sure, I clicked accept but a white flag wasn't raised
They say it's for my own protection
It's so deceptive when they pry so hard
Data being driven in so many directions
A backseat passenger drives my car
No perspective on what they're collecting
Unclear objective, where'd the driver park?
That's how riots start
I wish they'd keep their hands to themselves, off my private parts
Dat-data and information that if taken
Down and recorded is important
Yeah, I get it I don't really fear it
Cause love will prevail and we can afford it
An assortment of details
So you can get to know me well without knowing me
Well, I heard it in a seashell that Sally sold
Before the Silicon Valley mode
We had the northern Cali cold in seasons
A story of two worlds we believed in
I never sell my soul for the wrong reason
No one could take that from me if I'm breathing
Nature is sacred, that's what I put my faith in
No effort wasted, unplugging from the matrix
But the web we weave is a sticky one
Will your trigger finger squeeze when you get the gun?
The car, the house, the promotion
Is success worth the death of the ocean?
No, I say "success" in quotes and I'm hoping
To provoke thought and get your heart open
They say it's for my own protection
It's so deceptive when they pry so hard
Data being driven in so many directions
A backseat passenger drives my car
No perspective on what they're collecting
Unclear objective, where'd the driver park?
That's how riots start
I wish they'd keep their hands to themselves, off my private parts
Most of the time we ignore keep on clicking
Accept this, allow that just to load a page we're visiting
Ads litter screens and block what we're reading
One index misstep leads to malware imprisoning
That's when they sell us apps supposed to rid it clean
Then all of a sudden that cleaner itself begins soliciting
CPU cycles dwindle as the virus starts to chisel away
Until the data loss is crippling
Nothing could outweigh the cost you're will to spend to stop it
Kick and scream all you want, the robots are gonna profit
So many security layers smother us while we're all asleep
Data miners will keep laundering the middle-ware cloth of kings
They say it's for my own protection
It's so deceptive when they pry so hard
Data being driven in so many directions
A backseat passenger drives my car
No perspective on what they're collecting
Unclear objective, where'd the driver park?
That's how riots start
I wish they'd keep their hands to themselves, off my private parts
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Writer(s): The Grouch, Timothy Stiles
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