Female Robbery - Chopped Not Slopped

(Chopstars)

I think I found hell
I think I found something
I think I found hell
I think I found something
I think I found hell
I think I found something

I think I found something in my TV screen
I think I found out that I have nothing
That I have nothing in this place for me
I watched it all in my head, perfect sense
They'll take me from my bed
Leave everything that is worth a single cent
And just take me instead
That TV show I saw as I fell asleep
Had me on both my knees
Praying to whatever is in heaven, please send me a felon
And don't let the police know-know

Anything, anything
Don't tell them anything
Anything, please
Anything, anything
Don't tell them anything
Anything, please, oh-oh

I think I can tell
I think I can tell them
I think I can tell
I think I can tell them
I think I can tell
I think I can tell them
Tell them they were made for-for me
I'm thinking-I'm thinking they'll know, know-know it already
I'm thinking they'll know just about everything

I bet they planned it all out like the shows
Went everywhere I go
Walked-walked in the store right behind me
Stood in line right beside-beside me and followed me to my home
I'm sure-sure they figured it out, early on
That I would never run
That-that they could shoot but that-that's no fun
'Cause then they're killing the stolen son (the stolen-stolen son)

Oh, anything, anything
Don't tell them anything
Anything, please
Anything, anything
Don't tell them anything
Anything, please

Anything, anything (we're going to die, die, down, die, die)
Don't tell them anything (we're going to die, die, down, die, die)
Anything, please
Anything, anything (we're going to die, die, down, die, die)
Don't tell them anything (We're going to die, die, down, die, die)
Anything, please, oh

(We're going to die, die, down, die, die, down)
(We're going to die, die, down, die)
(We're going to die, die, down, die, die, down)
(We're going to die, die, down, die)