[Verse 1]
Sulking, walking round' the city after dark
Need protection
From street toughs who clip the locks and rip the doors off rough, like cowards
[Chorus]
And oh this life of glorified
Robbing from the blind is not easy, you see
Don't think I don't know sympathy
My victims in my shadow staring back at me
[Verse 2]
Not me, I'm knockin'
Tiptoe outside a stranger's door casually let myself in
Fill pockets with trinkets, purses, china, antique armoire
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
There's robbers in my thoughts
They tell me what to think
They're hiding in my clothes
Crawling in the kitchen sink