Spy

Moffats, The

See the blur on the wall..
I feel the sunken delusion of it all
I spy on myself
Through the glare on the wall
I feel so connected to my faults

And it's me that I am spying on
Without seeing all of the..things gone wrong
and it's me that I am crawling from...

I feel like a train
That's been blown off for years
I can't hold back these assorted tears
Wasted and worn
Like a head without a body
It feels as though my fingernails are gone

And it's me that I am spying on
Without seeing all of the..things gone wrong
and it's me that I am crawling from...
And it's me that I am spying on



Heeeey...eeey...
Hoo!
Heeey
Heeey
Hoo!
Iii....Iiii...

Oooaaah, Oooaaah...
Oooaaah, Ooooaah..
Oooaaah, Oooooh..

And it's me I am spying on
And it's me I am crawling from
And it's me I am spying on
And it's me I am crawling from

And it's me that I am spying on
Without seeing all of the things gone wrong
And it's me that I am crawling from

And it's me that I am spying on.