Smiling Moon - Mary Komasa

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.