Through the Chimneyard

The fourth stands up
He thinks it's time that he spoke
He says:
"It's good that you withered
You were playing with smoke
My name is Reed
And why am I even here?
I used to be a cop
So I can't be the thief"

I couldn't find the thief
Chief is mad
So I needed someone fast
A thief to grab
Will fights the industry
He crosses Rose
So he's the man that I need
Two birds with one stone
We raid his home at night
Grab them in bed
But his wife was so fragile
She is

Dreaming
Sleeping
I didn't mean it
Forever sleeping
Dreaming
Sleeping
Never breathing
Forever sleeping



Credits
Writer(s): Wouter Van Houdt
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