Stolen
We're directionless, with no map Talking night after night to figure it out, then we turn left And turn left, and turn left, and turn left, back here with more doubt
I stole from you and I have no excuse, other than you were high and I wanted it too
Here's your pills but not the truth
If I believe I'll get away with it, I don't think I just do
If I believe I'll get away with it, I don't think I just do
If I believe I'll get away with it, I don't think I just do
If I can get away with it, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
I stole from you and I have no excuse, other than you were high and I wanted it too
Here's your pills but not the truth
If I believe I'll get away with it, I don't think I just do
If I believe I'll get away with it, I don't think I just do
If I believe I'll get away with it, I don't think I just do
If I can get away with it, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
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Writer(s): Garrett Range
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