Editing The Burglars

<noinclude>{{Song |
track-name = The Burglars |
track-number= 5 |
release-name-text = Painting With |
release-name-link = Painting With |
release-year = 2016 |
track-length = 2:43 |
track-previous= Lying in the Grass |
track-next= Natural Selection |
}}</noinclude>
<lyrics>
I could be a hare and I’d sneak into my private rivals, dreaming I’m a burglar.
Quick as any day in my fleeting little chest of hopefuls, lost it to the burglars.
I can be aware and ya maybe I’m the same like pirates, likened to the burglars.
Threat on any day and I’m hiding from the hare who’s also hiding from the burglars.
I didn’t catch his name pow, shot him on the range yow, cause he was a burglar.
Happens in the parks boohoo, even in the old days stinking of the burglars.
Happens in my home, I never see it coming.

When I was young we used to put alarms on our doors and screens like a burglar net. 
Now that I’m older, I’m sure that’s absurd that’s the word for the man who collects. 
Who’s he stealing from next?
When I was young my parents yelled beware of the ivory man that will steal and sell 
Now that I’m older, those words are still pure not the look of a crook in his books. 
What’s he taking from you?

And worried peeps go on about it
Say a lot of changes better come
A pocket full of change is emptied by
a little gawky bright and bubbly bird

Lots of heroes out there thinking bout it 
but minutes of their lives are ticking down 
and bottles full of love are drunken by a tricky trite and thirsty hungry bird

Blooming tips on tulip cones that don’t pay out they keep on growing
Costume thieves who never hand back half of what you end up owing

Has this town really gotten much better, are the burglars gonna keep on trying to meddle with it?

Probably driving your car with someone
Close up your head cause are they reading your letters come on pack up the bed for betters

(PB: What you think you own, you don’t. Watch out, the burglars)

Stealing from the day. Didn’t take a second. Listened to a record and they got away. Sneaky are the burglars.
When I cross their way like a helpless chicken bones will soon be clinkin wearing me for play. Bracelet on a burglar.
Thought I was ok not as bad as some and sunset on the slums see another day. Happy are the burglars.
Brush it all away or do I let it sink in? Is it my ambition just to turn away? Freedom for the burglars.

Has this town really gotten much better, see the burglars burglarize everyone.

What you think you own, you don’t. 
Watch out, the burglars.
</lyrics>

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