Lyrics Female Robbery - Sped Up - The Neighbourhood
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
Anything,
anything
Don't
tell
them
anything
Anything,
please
Anything,
anything
Don't
tell
them
anything
Anything,
please,
oh
I
think
I
can
tell
I
think
I
can
tell
them
Tell
them
they
were
made
for
me
I'm
thinking
they'll
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
in
the
store
right
behind
me
Stood
in
line
right
beside
me
and
followed
me
to
my
home
I'm
sure
they
figured
it
out,
early
on
That
I
would
never
run
That
they
could
shoot
but
that's
no
fun
'Cause
then
they're
killing
the
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
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