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You're an asshole
even if you wear dreads
You're manipulating ideas that used to be mine
Or at least meant to me the world
Here and now
What you can know about it
Revolution is dead
Everyone made money on it
there's nothing to write about
and there's nothing to sing about
Newspapers in your bag
have you ever had a thought
that they also can lie
falsely backbiting
I read in your newspaper
about these sifts through your pockets
conscience x-rays
and there's only one sentence
Surname by surname
Where I've seen it before
I'm so bloody ashamed
once again scowl on my face
is this what you've meant?
Is it how it works?

I am the thief of lighters
I have yours in my pocket too
I may even say too much
I will only say
I don't want anything from you
I don't want to change anything about you
I am the thief of lighters
You've never gave me too many chances
I don't care what you talk about me
behind my back
And what won't be said to my face
by your grim face

We can't agree
on the simplest matter
We don't look into each other eyes
We'll see there only lies anyway
We rather smoke different cigarettes
We don't have to sleep together straight away
None of us is a prude
None of us is innocent
We are different, it's so common
You decide for yourself
whoever you believe
And when you feel that something is off
something is going downhill
In every minute
You can do it
You can turn off the radio
Ignore these sons of bitches

I am the thief of lighters
I have yours in my pocket too
I may even say too much
I will only say
I don't want anything from you
I don't want to change anything about you
I am the thief of lighters
You've never gave me too many chances
I don't care what you talk about me
behind my back
And what won't be said to my face
by your grim face

I am the thief of lighters
You've never gave me too many chances
I don't care what you talk about me
behind my back
And what won't be said to my face
by your grim face