Wearing a Wire - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I sneak in, I'm embedded deep

Play my part, they don’t suspect a thing

A cog in the busted machine

There is no recovery

Wearing a wire

Under duress

The sun rises with a waving flag

Faded out, hanging at half mast

Don't know why, but I hang my head

I take a plea of ignorance

I tried my best

Wearing a wire

Close to my chest

Red tape covers any trace

Can't mend a broken spine

The bodies are piling up

They justify the crime

The coffee is bitter

There’s a jam in the printer

I ain't no quitter

Except when it comes to this fucking job

Ugh!

I can't justify the crime

I'm done serving my time

Yeah, I'm fucking done

Wearing a wire

Wearing

Wire

Wearing a wire