#4 is SpyMaster

Wanna go again?

Star light, star bright my life is misery but love is in sight.

I cannot bring myself to utter the words of love, because I do not have the ability, but my heart is open for all to see.

Locked in my skin I can not be free, I pay my penance pray to be free.

I am a child of basker hounds move to a new shore, and hear the syrn sounds.

Wrap my self in robes of self doubt.

Locked in a prison throw away the kitchen sink.