Text: Lower Class Brats. New Seditionaries. Beware.

Always around but your never gonna see me
Looking at you from way up in a tree
Your eyes are bright and your hair is pretty
I breathe you in when your close to me
I watch you sleep and bathe alone
When your at work I'm in your home
If you breathing or maybe a moan
It's me on your telephone

Beware, I'm there
I can smell you in the air
Beware, I'm there
Can't you feel my prying eyes
Beware, I'm there
I will never leave your side

Times are tough and baby lately
I've been feeling so lonely
I've been picked apart because your parts deceive me
Now I'm in my own fantasy
And if my life goes as planned
I will have the upper hand
I'm not one to make demands
If I can't have you no one can

Beware, I'm there
I can smell you in the air
Beware, I'm there
Can't you feel my prying eyes
Beware, I'm there
I will never leave your side

Beware, I'm there
I can smell you in the air
Beware, I'm there
Can't you feel my prying eyes
Beware, I'm there
I will never leave your side