Pickpocket Lyrics

Pickpocket lyrics

I'm not what I seem to be life to me's no mystery 

Those like me will rot
in jail longer than their life will be 



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My
hand's in your pocket I'm taking what's yours 



What I eat, my
survival all depends on what I steal 

When you turn your back I'll steal
your money stolen money buys my meals 



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I'll
steal your money too 



Master of deceptive fables criminal insanity


It always beats real work time, wages, income earned. I live like kings


If the suckers ever catch me it's for sure that I would die 



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I'll pick your pocket too