Fruit Bats - Lives of Crime lyrics

Oh, don't you grieve, don't cry, don't weep
No your tears are just the creek on
Which you float away from me
You gotta have the heart of a lion

Hey don't you sigh, don't sigh, don't breath
No your breath is just the air on
Which you drift away from me
You gotta have the lungs of a whale

Past packing day and it's OK
Past packing day and it's OK
Once was coming down to the wire
Lying in the steam, bogged in the mire

Hey don't you look, don't look, don't see, no
Your vision's just the road on which
You drive away from me
You gotta have a love like a fire

Past packing day and it's OK
Past packing day and it's OK
We're just a product of these times
And must not atone for lives of crime
We're just a product of these times
And must not atone for lives of crime
For lives of crime for lives of crime