Lyrics

Yeah, you What's the attraction 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 But this time I'm not gonna pay Well you won't, suspect a thing Because I'm a clean cut Hair cut And this veneer Wears pretty thin Not expected to fall Because I'm carried all the way But I can't meet your standards Every single fucking day Petty thieving Petty thieving I steal So it's still I steal So it's still It's still mine Is this the answer To the questions in my head Or is it a distraction to steal me From the lack of something else instead Well I don't know And I won't know 'til I've found it And I'm grounded I know it's 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 of smiling faces Polite and you might just get away with it I can be sure, you can't tell Nice boy allure, works pretty well Spent all my loan on beer and biscuits Out and about got to eat, got to risk it You won't Suspect a thing Because I'm a clean cut Hair cut And this veneer wears pretty thin Not expected to fall Because I'm carried all the way But I can't meet your standards Every single fucking day Petty thieving Petty thieving I steal So it's still I steal So it's still It's still mine I steal So it's still
Writer(s): George Louis Haverson, Benjamin Paul Firth, Callum Rains Parker, Oliver Samuel Benjamin Shasha, Harry Thomas Southerton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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