Microphones Spy Cameras
(Phil Elvrum)
Like I got blinded by sun,
It always happens when I think of meself.
It's hard to know how to act,
'Cause you're doing just what you want.
You'll find out about it soon,
It helps you find out about you.
We both tried moving away.
First Olympia, then L.A.
Seems like you want to go far with this thing,
I just would like to go home.
They pulled out your hair and messed you all up,
Trying to get you to give yourself up.
They warn us of scams, and swear they're okay,
But trick you with treats and yank on your legs,
Spy cameras for eyes, and microphones hiding,
Under the table and in their mouths.
Look where you are now,
And see where you come from,
And think about what you really love.
(Female Vocalist)
Never like birth,
At home I will be,
Everything,
I used to be.
