With your binocoulars

Secret number

Espionage I have no binoculars

Why these attacks

People have no life

But I have it

So is it fun to snoop into the lives of others

Apparently … What do you do there?

What time are you coming home ?

You should be at home then?

EY it’s not me

It could be as simple

But everything gets so hard

A heart can never be bought

Not even the soul

Learned it early