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.