What's the attraction
To get out more than you put in
How does it start, how does it begin with a fix
To redeem a boring day
I'm a returning customer
And this time well i'm not gonna pay
Well you, won't
Suspect a thing, becuase i'm clean cut, hair cut
And this veneer, well its pretty thin
Not expected to fall, becuase i'm carried all the way
But i can't meet your standards
Every single fucking day
Petty thieving
Petty thieving
Petty thieving
Is this the answer
To the questions in my head
Or is it a distraction to steal me
From the lie of something else instead
Well i don't know
And i won't know till i've found it
And i'm grounded
I know its petty but i'm thieving
I'm stealing
I'm thieving
I'm stealing...
Middle class man you ain't no bandit
Look at your hands there's no red on it
Painted by a picture, smiling faces
Polite and you might just get away with it
I can be sure, you can't tell, nice boy of law
Works pretty well
Spent all my loan on beer and biscuits
Out and about god i ain't gonna risk it you
Won't
Suspect a thing, becuase i'm clean cut, hair cut
And this veneer, well its pretty thin
Not expected to fall, becuase i'm carried all the way
But i can't meet your standards
Every single fucking day
Petty thieving
Petty thieving
Petty thieving
Yeah you What's the attraction To get out more than you put in How does it start, how does it begin with a fix To redeem a boring day I'm a returning customer And this time well i'm not gonna pay Well you, won't Suspect a thing, becuase i'm clean cut, hair cut And this veneer, well its pretty thin Not expected to fall, becuase i'm carried all the way But i can't meet your standards Every single fucking day Petty thieving Petty thieving Petty thieving Is this the answer To the questions in my head Or is it a distraction to steal me From the lie of something else instead Well i don't know And i won't know till i've found it And i'm grounded I know its petty but i'm thieving I'm stealing I'm thieving I'm stealing... Middle class man you ain't no bandit Look at your hands there's no red on it Painted by a picture, smiling faces Polite and you might just get away with it I can be sure, you can't tell, nice boy of law Works pretty well Spent all my loan on beer and biscuits Out and about god i ain't gonna risk it you Won't Suspect a thing, becuase i'm clean cut, hair cut And this veneer, well its pretty thin Not expected to fall, becuase i'm carried all the way But i can't meet your standards Every single fucking day Petty thieving Petty thieving Petty thieving Explain Request ×
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