Spies by Tins
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,
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