Female Robbery - Chopped Not Slopped

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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)