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Robbers
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Ongoing, First published Dec 20, 2015
Mature
A love story which is loosely based on Robbers by 1975 the song is about a toxic relationship, but to the fact that the two in the relationship is too in love with what they had and continuously try to make each other stay no matter what they have to do. They feel this need to keep making the relationship work and trying to make each other happy, when they drag themselves lower and lower and only feel happy when the other person is happy. 

Lyrics-
She had a face straight outta magazine
God only knows but you'll never leave her
Her balaclava is starting to chafe
When she gets his gun he's begging, "Babe stay, stay, stay, stay, stay"

I'll give him one more time
We'll give you one more fight
Said one more lie
Will I know you

Now if you never shoot, you'll never know
And if you never eat, you'll never grow
You've got a pretty kinda dirty face
When she's leaving your home she's begging you, "Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay."

I'll give you one more time
We'll give you one more fight
Just said one more line
There'll be a riot, 'cause I know you

Well, now that you've got your gun
It's much harder now the police have come
Now shoot him if it's what you're worth
But if you just take off your mask
To find out that everything's gone wrong, wrong, wrong.

Now everybody's dead
And they're driving past my old school
And he's got his gun, he's got his suit on
She says, "Babe, you look so cold, you look so cold, you look so cold
You look so cold, you look so cold, you look so cold"
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