Malastaire - Little Eye

You are a slacker an underachiever
Harassing others is your pain reliever
You play so tough with your hostile attitude
There is anger in you of disastrous magnitude
And I spy
With my little eye
Someone with a twisted mind
Someone so hard to find
Someone singing the same melody
Ah oh
It's you I spy
With my little eye
You are superior and spoiled rotten
Your skin is allergic to clothes made of cotton
Driving the Mercedes of your father
Your hair is flying in the wind you don't have to bother
Your parents grant you every wish so you don't get upset
Arguing with you feels like Russian Roulette 
And I spy
With my little eye
Someone with a twisted mind
Someone so hard to find
Someone singing the same melody
Ah oh
It's you I spy
With my little eye
But what do you see with your eyes?
A little part of someone you can only surmise
It is easier to believe in what you can see
But there are roots under each tree
And I spy
With my little eye
Someone with a twisted mind
Someone so hard to find
Someone singing the same melody
Ah oh
It's you I spy
With my little eye

Written by:
Marco Huberle

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