I'm gonna wear a disguise,
Gonna be like spiderman.
I'm gonna reel you in with my lies
Until you're in my hands.

I'm gonna learn how to fly,
Gonna be like superman.
I'm gonna train my ears and eyes,
'Til I can read your plans.

So you think you can hide?
You think you're untouchable?
And when I clame I'll break your pride
You say impossible.

But you're out of your mind.
You're out of options my friend.
And you might think you're undefined
But you're just discontent.

You're all stuck in our spiderweb.
You're all stuck in our high and ebb.

You're all stuck in our high and low.
You're all stuck in our Quid Pro Quo.
You're all stuck in our TV Shows.
You're all stuck in our overflor.