I can confess now I'm old
I hardly did anything I was told
Oh I made it look like that
But always secretly or not
I thought I had something hidden
On my own to add and went
My way as a double agent
Spying on my life from its other side
Susceptible to mysteries and codes
Following your trails gone cold
Elusive ghost of my nights and days
I tried to tell you once
Don't play with life but listen
It's not something you will ever solve
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