Never thought it would happen again Another smooth talker disguised as a friend You sit among us but you cease to exist Soaking it all in to spew from your lips There's always one of you in the corner There's always one of you at the door We stomp and stomp and kick and crush There's always one of you on the floor
Spy.
You don't have anyone's back You aren't on anyone's side The ends will never justify The goods that have had to die
You're Just A Fucking Spy
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