Robbery

If it wasn’t for me then you wouldn’t have ears
Or you wouldn’t get to use them for anything worth using them for
It’s perfect that I’m constantly robbed from
It makes me the person I want to be
(They come and take it)

It’s no fair that I have to hide
Just because you use your body incorrectly
I want to stare at the devil and say
“I hate how you never interfere enough”
Just enough to make me smile
Just enough to make me go out