Cloak Dagger by Eight Legs Lyrics

Gnawing on the drawing board
And chewing on your teeth
Throwing eggs at children
As they're walking down the street
Picking on the little ones to feel less incomplete
If you don't feel better
Pick them off their mother's teat

Now you're sitting pretty on the
Edge of your seat
Now you're sitting pretty on the
Edge of your seat

By night
Undercover
Cloak and dagger
Through the street
Sleep tight
More than me

Gnawing on my drawing board
And chewing on my teeth
I've a list of people that I really want to meet
Not because I love them
Or because I'm incomplete
Simply my desire to see them be deceased
You know that I'm talking to you
You know who you are
By night
Undercover
Cloak and dagger
Through the street
Sleep tight
More than me
White light
Smoke and mirrors
Sending shivers down your spine
Sleep tight
More than me

By night
Undercover
Cloak and dagger
Through the street
Sleep tight
More than me
White light
Smoke and mirrors
Sending shivers down your spine
Sleep tight
More than me