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I know You’ve been following me
But soon You’ll loose my trail
Eventually You’ll see
That You’re chasing Your own tail

In every c corner of Your soul
I put my traps long ago
I have my undercover spies
Who see the world throught Your eyes
And everytime You try in vain
To figure out where I could hide
With ease Your chase I will misguide
Because, my dear, I bugged Your brain.
I bugged Your brain.

On You I put a spell
To make You think You won
Instaed of me in Your cell
A statue made of stone

In every c corner of Your soul
I put my traps long ago
I have my undercover spies
Who see the world throught Your eyes
And everytime You try in vain
To figure out where I could hide
With ease Your chase I will misguide
Because, my dear, I bugged Your brain.
I bugged Your brain.

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