22.12.14

The spy who bugged me.

 Τhe great difference
 between a good spy
and a petty detective,
it ain't being effective,
ain't being objective.

 You shoulda've listened with your heart.


Now fuck your periscope,
fuck your phony 360 view.
You'll never ever have a clew
of how I loved you.

Your programs failed,
robotic, misanthropic,
only thing recorded
is my struggle to get over,
get over, get over you.
Now fuck your fancy telescope,
fuck your poison antidote,
you'll die and never have a clew
of how I love you.




Now, is this all you can do for your country, fckr?
Cry like a lil btch,
stub like Mafia,
hit & run from your own motherland.
Go judge your own treason,
go fuck yourself in your own little prison,
say no to all your visitors,

 n' by the end of this season go back to
Cry like a lil btch,
stub like Mafia,
hit n' run from
your own motherland.
 Is this all you can do for your own country, fckr?
how many identities are allowed in double O's?

Bodies in bags, gun's  blazin' hot,
we died and you never had a clew
of how I loved you,
simple and true.

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