[Intro]
[Building Industrial Synth]
[Cold Male Vocal]

[Verse 1]
The whispers grow in the quiet dark,
They say they’ll cancel the streaming spark.
Netflix, Disney, the Prime domain,
They’re cutting the cords to escape the strain.
Back to the plastic, the dusty shelves,
Hiding away to protect themselves.
(But you can't hide)

[Pre-Chorus]
Did you think you were free?
Did you think you could flee?
We’ve mapped every pixel, we’ve tracked every light,
We’re watching you watch in the middle of the night.

[Chorus]
But we will TAX your senses!
If you have eyes that can see the show,
We’ll find a way to let you know.
If you have ears that can hear the sound,
We’ll hunt you down on common ground!
There will be NO escape!

[Verse 2]
No need for a signal, no need for the wire,
We’ve built a new law to stoke the fire.
If you can perceive the world around,
Your very attention is legally bound.
We’ll tax your iris, we’ll tax your drum,
Until the total submission has come.

[Bridge]
(Whisper: Just close your eyes)
Doesn't matter, we see the heat.
(Whisper: Just hold your breath)
Doesn't matter, we feel the beat.
[Loud Orchestral Hit]
Your biology is our property now!

[Chorus]
Yeah, we will TAX your senses!
If you have eyes that can see the light,
We’ll make sure that the cost is right.
If you have ears that can hear the plea,
You’re paying the fee to the BBC.
There will be NO escape!

[Guitar Solo]
[Aggressive Mechanical Stomp]

[Outro]
We have thought of that.
(Everything is covered)
We have thought of that.
(Nowhere to hide)
Tax the sight...
Tax the sound...
[Fade out with heavy heartbeat pulse]