"I Steal What I Want" lyrics

"I Steal What I Want"

Only love

Only love oblivion
We're stealing everything we want

Slow motion getaway
Lives in a bubble
Bruised up and faded grey
We all crack the same

Only love oblivion
We're stealing everything we want
Only love oblivion
Witness to massacre
Unloved heathens

Slow motion getaway
Lives in a bubble
Bruised up and faded grey
We all crack the same

Slow motion getaway
Lives in a bubble
Bruised up and faded grey
We all crack the same

Only love oblivion
We're stealing everything we want
Only love oblivion
Witness to massacre
Unloved heathens

Slow motion getaway
Lives in a bubble
Bruised up and faded grey
We all crack the same

Klimt gold, this fleeting grasp
Hold to each other
Schiele-twisted, tender hands
We all love the same


Writer(s): Anthony Edward Wolski, Kenneth Szymanski, Daniel Joseph Greene
album: "These Are Lights" (2009)
The Armed - These Are Lights album cover
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