Espionage
It's a copycat league
I can show you how it's done
Why don't you just freak
It's a copycat league
My time's up
If you follow, I'll lead
You never notice the knock at the door
My time's up on your timeline
I'm in business
Selling something specific
Trying to sell me
Buy me buy me
Potentially prolific
Like Muhammad Ali
Can you see this sound across the Pacific
I've never made it out the red
But still I'm feeling terrific
You'll never notice the knock at the door
Until there's stated permission
Though I know I have asked you before
Do I have your attention
I'm sick of social stories
Sowing fictitious
I'm sick of sleepy
So I'm seeking submissions
I save my seed, my soil, my spirit ambitious
I might try celibacy now
But you can sample delicious
I'm so sexy
No shame, new name's Narcissus
It's so exhausting
Pursuing all my blisses
Set stake in stillness
Seeing all is capricious
Suppose we'll truly never known
But something's awfully suspicious
I don't know what to think
Until you tell me
Would you
Hold my tongue
Until I know who all's around me
Don't you ever notice the knock at the door
Now you know there's a knock at the door
But we'll ask the questions
What are they listening for
I can show you how it's done
Why don't you just freak
It's a copycat league
My time's up
If you follow, I'll lead
You never notice the knock at the door
My time's up on your timeline
I'm in business
Selling something specific
Trying to sell me
Buy me buy me
Potentially prolific
Like Muhammad Ali
Can you see this sound across the Pacific
I've never made it out the red
But still I'm feeling terrific
You'll never notice the knock at the door
Until there's stated permission
Though I know I have asked you before
Do I have your attention
I'm sick of social stories
Sowing fictitious
I'm sick of sleepy
So I'm seeking submissions
I save my seed, my soil, my spirit ambitious
I might try celibacy now
But you can sample delicious
I'm so sexy
No shame, new name's Narcissus
It's so exhausting
Pursuing all my blisses
Set stake in stillness
Seeing all is capricious
Suppose we'll truly never known
But something's awfully suspicious
I don't know what to think
Until you tell me
Would you
Hold my tongue
Until I know who all's around me
Don't you ever notice the knock at the door
Now you know there's a knock at the door
But we'll ask the questions
What are they listening for
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Writer(s): Conrad Mata
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