Bram Tchaikovsky Robber
He's a robber
Take your heart, tear it apart, robber
He's a robber
Take your soul, leave you a hole, robber
They offer you money
To take your life away from you
You could have resisted
Money as a way of getting through
It hurts your feelings
And it takes away your pride
To find that they tricked you
And they took you for a ride
Then when comes a pretty face
She came around to our place
You find it appears
To further it again
I'm a robber
He's a robber
Take your heart, tear it apart, robber
He's a robber
Take your soul, leave you a hole, robber
They relieve you
Of your option if you sign
You can run away
But boy they know that you will sign
It's never their problem
When you're out of luck
You might as well face it
All these people suck
It's only a game
It won't be the same
You've faced it so long
But there is no more
I'm a robber, he's a robber
He's a robber
He's a robber
He's a robber
He's a robber
He's a robber
