voyeurs in the back
someone watching in the back.
someone twisting all the facts.
voyeurs hiding in the dark,
listing and waiting to light their spark.
twist the knife and scratch the wound.
feed the shit intil your found,
hunt you down just like a hound.
with these tethers, they'll bound you round and round.
tie you down and let them know, you just tried to steal the show.
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