Spies! Spies! Spies!

This Machine has got my name
This Machine thinks I'm the same

Yeah they say they see right through me,
Say they see right through me,
This Machine thinks I'm to blame

Whoah oh oh oooh
Cause you're living in your head now,
Whoah oh oh oooh
Cause you're living in your head

This Machine can't anticipate
This Machine can't stipulate

Yeah they say that they know my kind,
Say that they know my kind,
It just seems they can't relate

Whoah oh oh oooh
Cause you're living in your head now,
Whoah oh oh oooh
Cause you're living in your head

The messenger, the way you see,
Your broken heart, an empty seat,
It's what you hear, the go-betweens can't get enough

Whoah oh oh oooh
Cause you're living in your head now,
Whoah oh oh oooh
Cause you're living in your head

The messenger, the way you see,
Your broken heart, an empty seat,
It's what you hear, the go-betweens can't get enough



Credits
Writer(s): Alisa Xayalith, Thomas Powers, Aaron Short
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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