Poppy And Tom
Steal To Get Chased
I ran through the place, pacing speedI'd find myself stealing till they chase meOne night in a cell and then I'm freeI go out on a monday steal all weekI only tend to get cautions it gives me directionsSo she doesn't hassle meHelps me get by keeps my head dry and my feetI only push for money it makes me feel tallDunno what to do without money but it's not worth singing aboutI ran from my house in my streetI find myself stealing so I could eatThey took all my benefit I had no weedI'm going mental and I never eatI've been smoking that stuff since I can remember And it's rough in november
From Letras Mania