Little Photo Spy

Show me all the flesh
That you keep beneath your skin...
And maybe in time
I'll show you mine
When there's nothing left to hold me back from exploding...
Oh, i'm coming apart...
I'm bursting at the...
Seems like you're always after the jackpot...
Oh, eyes on the prize
Eyes on the prize

When there's no way out
So quick to your guns, and
Fits of fury
Leave me out
This all leads to nothing...
Nothing in the end.

Photographs of converstations in public
There's nowhere to run
There's nowhere to hide...
hide behind a wall of concrete, lies & candy...
Never take us alive
Never take us alive

Oh there's no way out...
So quick to your guns, and
Fits of fury
Leave me out
This all leads to nothing...
Nothing in the end.

There's no way out...
So quick to your guns, and
Fits of fury
Leave me out
This all leads to nothing...
Nothing in the end.