I don't know if running is a good idea
We might be caught this time no more living in fear
In the clutches of my own claws, I hear the bell toll
This might finally be my time - consider myself sold
We're just bandits on the run - take your money take your guns
Not on the hunt for trouble - we just take it as it comes
Feels so good to live this way
Got me now - get away
Under pressure and I'm bound to crack
Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks
There are posters with my name. There's a price upon my head
I never thought I'd earn the fame or all my friends would want me dead
I keep my back toward the wall. I keep my hands quick to draw
I never thought I'd be the one to fall. Guess you can't win against the law
We're just bandits on the run - take your money take your guns
Not on the hunt for trouble - we just take it as it comes
Feels so good to live this way
Got me now - get away
Under pressure and I'm bound to crack
Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks

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