Tins Spies
I spy and I live a lie, I live a lie, I live a lie(x3)
In my apartment, the painted window shelves.
Across the parking lot the kids are doing well.
They’re breaking windows and walking in the dark.
All are responsible, responsible for sleeping well.
Where do they go, where do they go?
I have my head all bent and my knees are spend
And I’ve nothing left to show (where do they go?)
I’ve got my road coming home (where do they go?)
I spy and I live a lie, I live a lie, I live a lie
I wear a costume but it’s not mine, no, it’s not mine
I spy and I live, I live a lie, I live a lie
I wear a costume but it’s not mine, but it’s not mine.
In my apartment I broke the sealing sheets,
A hundred animals snatching out for things to do.
I’d like to meet one and to see their feet
They seem uncomfortable to see that there are spies
like me.
Where do they go, where do they go?
I got my head all bend and my knees are spend
I’ve got nothing left to show (where do they go?)
I’ve got my road coming home (where do they go?)
And I want to be free as a bird
Like we started, someone’s coming after me
Are you by my side?
Free as a bird.
Paranoid, feel it coming over me
You know I always try my best
Like this boy it’s starting to get some mood
I spy, I live a lie, I live a lie, I live a lie.
