Kleptomaniac

Gas station
Parking lot
I've got pockets full of candy
That I did not pay for
Cause I couldn't make myself
Cause I didn't wanna
No one ever
Told me that taking things was wrong

I will steal from my parents
I'll take the light from your eyes
Spend it on cigarettes
And smoke couple years off my life
I wanna be the best there ever was
But not if I've gotta pay for it

Kleptomaniac
I'm a kleptomaniac

Its not that I can not afford it
I just cant be bothered to find my wallet
The truth is I don't even know if I want it
But I can't stop myself from
Taking and taking and taking and taking again

Gas station
Parking lot
I've got a backpack full crappy beer
That I did not pay for
Cause I couldn't make myself
Cause I didn't wanna
I learned a lot of lessons
But not the one about being a thief

I will take anything I can get my hands on
Your number, your jewelry your heart
Your cellphone, the keys to car
Just to speed it down the highway till I inevitably crash
And sell it for scrap

I just keep taking and taking and taking again
I don't know how to give back
Kleptomaniac



Credits
Writer(s): Baily Smith
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