Rogues (J-Mi & Midi-D Remix)

In times of poverty, hunger, or distress

My virtue recedes

And noble purposes must be set aside

For practical needs

With cunning and a bit of stealth

We'll multiply our meager wealth

I promise not to break the law

Or risk our health

Will we cling to broken social codes

In a world where anything goes?

Take what's ours or dress in friar's robes?

Bleed like saints or smile like rogues?

Smile like rogues

I tend to hold myself unaccountable

For thoughts in my head

And if a bright idea suddenly appears

I'll follow that thread

Focus on this and nothing else

Do what necessity compels

And when this life comes to an end

Forgive yourself

Will we cling to broken social codes

In a world where anything goes?

Take what's ours or dress in friar's robes?

Bleed like saints or smile like rogues?

Smile like rogues

Will we cling to broken social codes

In a world where anything goes?

Take what's ours or dress in friar's robes?

Bleed like saints or smile like rogues?

Smile like rogues

Anything goes

Smile like rogues