Den Of Thieves

we're cracking heads into the pavement til our faces bleed ice,
we think in terms of replacing tension in the place of real time,
we're robbing banks like clyde and bonnie and we're cramping their style,
and faking it is the greatest way to know we're alive.

take all our bottle and take all of our pills,
cause we're taking every last one of your dollar bills.
legalistically, they say its in stone,
its out of place to walk out of this place alone.

the greatest lovers paved the way for us to build an empire,
in that respect we owe them nothing but to piss on their fire,
kiss and tell, but we won't tell, we are not saying a word,
we'll fuck the man and fuck the world like two ambiguous girls.

one take and we're passing up our limits
two takes and we're beginning to crash the system.
three takes and we're getting a little suspicious,
four takes and we've finally resuscitated our best friends.
this is an ongoing contest to see who can kill who,
and we don't really care if its me or if its you,
all we really want to know is who made who,
and thats too much too ask.