Cold War Kids - Robbers Lyrics
Sulking, walking round' the city after darkNeed protection, from street toughs who clip the locks and rip the doors off rough, like cowardsOh this life of glorifiedRobbing from the blind is not easy, you seeDon't think I don't know sympathyMy victims in my shadow staring back at meNot me, I'm knockinTiptoe outside a stranger's door casually let myself inFill pockets with trinkets, purses, china, antique armoireOh this life of glorifiedRobbing from the blind is not easy, you seeDon't think I don't know sympathyMy victims in my shadow staring back at meThere's robbers in my thoughts!They tell me what to think, they're hiding in my clothes, crawling in the kitchen sink