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Pick Pockets

from Naive by Miriam Maaravi

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lyrics

Just imagine juxtapose to your stagnance
your upturn nose you find some beans with some magic
that magic you used to have before you went all stale and sad
for speaking the truth you call me a savage you want it all but you can't have it you want it all you take it for granted

You're all just a bunch of pick pockets (pickpockets)
Stealing grace from behind my eye sockets (eye sockets)
Like the lines in a limestone or pinecones
Heard pining is on the rise though

And all the boys you confine to your alter
Chopping off cocks at the rock of Gibraltar
You may stumbled but you will not falter
You're a disciplineer, you're not an assaulter

You're all just a bunch of pick pockets (pickpockets)
Stealing ideas from behind my eyes ockets (eye sockets)
Before I can fully form them overtake swarm them
Should've warned them old burns wouldn't warm them

I'm only human
There's only so much I can take
I put my blinders on
I put my blinders on (3x)

If you suppose for a moment juxtapose with the throws of your shows
You don't own it you barely know it
But shiver me sideways you got eyes for a shy gaze and
a thumb for the highways

You're all just a bunch of pick pockets (pickpockets)
Stealing grace from behind my eye sockets (eye sockets)
I put it there for a reason
Wasn't there for you to pluck out from me like open season
It's all just one big joke to you
The things I choke on or choke for you
I don't really mind it blind it
I don't really mind at all

You're all just a bunch of pick pockets (pickpockets)
Stealing strength from behind my eye sockets (eye sockets)
Not sure why I'm in my head so much
It's not a femme thing it's as if I was bred like this
But who would've bred this mess if you learn to tread this
Then you won't regret this
Regress into blessings fixed with gin and the rest
It's only medicine
I thought I would've been better than this

All just a bunch of pick pockets (pickpockets)
Stealing strength from behind my eye sockets (eye sockets)
Wasn't there for you to pluck out from me like open season
Now it's open season
On my inner demons
Open fire but first you gotta ease in
Hand steady on the trigger
Just let it go just learn to forgive her
It's hard to forgive when they won't forgive back
Say that they will but then go on attack
Yelling for hours about something I don't remember
I thought at this point I would've been better
Regress into blessing fixed with gin and the rest
But it's only medicine
And this only treats the symptoms

I'm only human
There's only so much I can take
I put my blinders on
I put my blinders on (3x)

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from Naive, released July 15, 2018
Produced by Menachem Morgenstein
Song by Miriam Maaravi

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