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Busybody :ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี NOT A BAND. A STATEMENT. Performed by a borrowed voice. Written from my silence. Told from a world of violence. Echoed through sirens. AI-assisted project. Human-written. Machine-forged. Produced by: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี Lyrics written by: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี (100%) Song by: AI Suno & ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี Arrangement & Melody: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี Lyric In this court, there is no judge, no truth, and no mercy. Only opinions disguised as justice, and cowards hiding behind a screen. Welcome to the trial of the timeline. A world full of busybodies behind a screen Scrolling through lives they’ve never seen Feeding on drama, addicted to lies Living in comments, spying through borrowed eyes Busybody culture, eyes on my grave Digging for dirt just to feel brave You don’t know me, you don’t know shit Just parasites sucking stories they never lived Don’t fucking pry — nosy, click-click, watching my pain Thumbs on the screen — think, think — rot your brain Lives turn to content, trauma for views You live in my business, I don’t live in you Busybody generation Voyeurs in a digital nation Judge! Jury! Executioner! Commentator! Manipulator! Desecrator! Spectator! Just swish and spit, sucker! Voyeur! A blind eye turning — denier! Annihilator! Decision regardless of the truth — a true believer A world full of busybodies behind a screen CCTV souls watching lives they’ve never been Scrolling through crimes you invented in your head Judge, jury, executioner — comment section fed Feeding on drama, addicted to lies Vultures in circles, waiting for someone to die Living in comments, sniffing for blood A lynch mob baptized in digital mud Busybody culture, eyes on my grave Digging for dirt just to feel brave You don’t know me, you don’t know shit Just parasites sucking stories they never lived Don’t fucking pry — click-click, CCTV brains Surveillance addicts feeding off pain Lives turn to content, trauma for views You live in my business, I don’t live in you Busybody generation Voyeurs in a digital nation Move your ass, bottom feeder! Go fuck yourself, you fabricator! Hell is calling you — motherfucker!