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

Seams 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

You'll never take us alive

Never take us alive

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