How'd you know to find me here?
Tipped off you tiptoed to the tune of tapped wires and insider information
This manifested destiny you think you can bestow on me,
An epidemic with allure that brings intrigue to the dullest minds

"Fix your broken eyes on me," she said
As she draped her arms around my head
But her wrist felt just like rope,
Like rope, as they grazed my neck,
And her fingers, like spiders, spun a web my body couldn't shed

And on the eve of battle I'll lay these arms to rest
Have my subordinate coordinates finally turned themselves in?
Transmitted, encoded, but encryptions have eroded
Now my whereabouts are living in the airwaves thanks to me

As their signal tested broadcast quality

Her fingers, like spiders, spun a web my body couldn't shed