Atticus - Thieves Lyrics
Content within your cellBut when you stole the lightOpen the dividersAnd your sole deviceHoping that you know just when to stopYou stop, you stop, you stopAnd I'll be willingif you're notThieves you kill forUnited with wiresYour old familiar skillBut after all your lifeFire starts to burn amongst your cellsand light bursts throughout your sightand leaves you cold and whiteand bold and brightAnd I'll be willingif you're notThieves you kill forFrom the warmth of your knivesto the teeth on your crestI'll contrive and caressand constrict and compressFrom the whites of your eyesand device in your chestI will writhe and disguiseall the fools in myselfAre we willing?