Robber-The Weather Station

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[ar:The Weather Station/Tamara Lindeman]
[al:Robber]
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[00:00.00]Robber - The Weather Station/Tamara Lindeman
[00:27.70]Composed by：Tamara Lindeman
[00:55.41]I never believed in the robber
[01:00.48]I never saw nobody climb over my fence
[01:05.22]No black bag no gloved hand
[01:11.70]I never believed in the robber
[01:16.64]I figured everything he took was gone
[01:21.91]Nothing to do nothing to be done
[01:27.76]I never believed in the robber
[01:35.58]No I never believed in the robber
[01:59.95]You never believed in the robber
[02:04.61]You thought a robber must hate you
[02:07.59]To wanna take from you
[02:10.19]The robber don't hate you
[02:12.49]You never believed in the robber
[02:14.92]But the robber never believed in you
[02:18.83]You're two halves of the same piece
[02:22.89]Divided into two
[02:26.08]No the robber don't hate you
[02:32.13]No the robber don't hate you
[02:34.91]He had permission
[02:37.24]Permission by words
[02:39.16]Permission of thanks
[02:41.13]Permission by laws
[02:43.11]Permission of banks
[02:44.88]White table cloth dinners
[02:47.07]Convention centers it was all done real carefully
[02:51.17]Make real imagination make unreal
[02:55.45]That which can be taken
[02:57.53]Turn your gaze from the window's light
[03:01.27]Turn your attention to this sharp knife
[03:36.91]I never believed in the robber
[03:41.35]When I was young I learned how to make
[03:45.06]Love to the robber
[03:46.98]To dance with the other
[03:48.85]To wring from his hand the touch of a lover
[03:52.68]I never believed in the robber
[03:57.92]Nobody taught me nothing was mine if nothing was mine
[04:03.72]Then taking was all there was
[04:06.20]Looting at dawn looting at dusk
[04:09.60]Hold open the gates for the want of lust
[04:16.80]All I saw was the dust kicked up