Spies are for sometimes

By Moderately Mediocre

On Parasocial Paranoia

Released on November 22, 2020

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They took me on a horseback

Far Far away

Arms linked together

In a sign of our shared faith

Fair haired and angry

And yet we are the same

Bound together in his light

Our leader of the day

Won together in our fight

And now it's gone away

But things are different now

Our light could never stay

And in it's place, a devil's son

Whom all will learn to hate

Your eyes are still the same to me

Bright and filled with rage

But his have clouded over

And I've a choicе to make

Between the onеs I love

And the ones that I am under oath to save

Time is of the essence

The time to act is now

Lying through my teeth and all I have is not what I'm allowed

Count my blessings, Keep him waiting

Running through the underground

Nevermind the silly sounds

Only say what I'm allowed

One who's gaze is yellow

And the other who's is red

Neither seem aloft

And both have gotten deep into my head

I'm a servant, I'm a waiter

I'm a boy who nods his head

That's the life that I have lead

Eyes of yellow, eyes of red

And I've seen things

That he will never see

I've been told horrors

About people I won't meet

The ram is cold and angry

And I am soft and sweet

It's hard to meet his gaze

I stare at my feet

I can't meet his gaze

Oh, I can't meet his gaze

The sideways eye gives no reply

So I stare at my feet

The yellow glow, the final blow

I stare at my feet

Time is of the essence

The time to act is now

Lying through my teeth and all I have is not what I'm allowed

Count my blessings, keep him waiting

Running through the underground

Nevermind the silly sounds

Only say what I'm allowed

One who's life is yellow, and the other who's is red

Neither kept me safe

And both have taken places in his head

Be the servant

Be the waiter

Be the boy who nods his head

That's the life that I have led

Eye of yellow, eye of red

Time is of the essence

The time to act is now

Breathing through my teeth and all I know is I've been broken down

Sparks of fire, Lights and colors

Can anybody hear me now?

Nevermind the silly sound

Only say what I'm allowed

One who's wreathed in green and his brother wreathed in red

Could've run away

But our consciences got in our heads

Way out there would it be different?

Laugh our prears

And break our bread

But now we stay the course we've led

Wreathed in green and wreathed in red

Someday I'll get out of bed