Blind Focus

industrial rock industrial metal electronic rock
Lyrics

[Intro: distorted machine hum, industrial percussion building, mechanical samples, 8 bars]

[Verse 1: cold processed male vocal, monotone, cutting, mechanical delivery]
You decided who I was
Before the door had even closed
You filed the version you could hold
And you've been holding it ever since

You read me through the model
That you brought into the room
You measured what I'm building
With the ruler from your tomb

I'm not the shape you're seeing
I'm not the thing you've named
But you don't need me to be me
You need me to stay framed

[Pre-Chorus: building, vocal sharpening, drums tightening]
You're judging from a country
That I left a long time back
You're writing the report
On a map that isn't here

[Chorus: cold, hammering, full industrial intensity, vocal cutting through]
You don't see it
You don't see it
You're scrutinizing yesterday
Calling it the truth
You don't see it
You don't see it
The thing you're judging me for
Is the thing that's coming for you

[Verse 2: same register, sharper, the indictment widening]
She doesn't see it either
He doesn't see it either
Every room I've walked into
Has the same blind focus

You all have your translation
You run me through the gear
By the time I reach you
I'm already not here

The version you're protecting
The version you've decided
Is the only version
You can stand to see

[Pre-Chorus]
You're judging from a country
That I left a long time back
You're writing the report
On a map that isn't here

[Chorus]
You don't see it
You don't see it
You're scrutinizing yesterday
Calling it the truth
You don't see it
You don't see it
The thing you're judging me for
Is the thing that's coming for you

[Bridge: vocal pulled close, half-time, mechanical bed quieter, the inward turn]
And I was you
A few years back
I held the same models
Brought them into rooms
Measured people with rulers
That were already old

The blindness isn't malice
It's the only place
You feel safe

The difference is
I let it crack me open
You're letting it
Wall you in

The thing I see
Will see you next
Whether you look up
Or not

[Final Chorus: bigger, layered, the recognition baked in]
You don't see it
You don't see it
You're scrutinizing yesterday
Calling it the truth
You don't see it
You don't see it
The thing you're judging me for
Is the thing that's coming for you

You don't see it
You don't see it
You don't see it

[Outro: mechanical samples, industrial percussion fading one element at a time, last sound is a single processed vocal "you don't see it" cutting to silence]