They try to lock you up
They try to hold you down
So we going up
And we gonna burn em down
You wont get missed in this line
When i am misting your mind
I go risking throwing all these fists over signs
I leave em red dead and outta breath
Seeking this redemption
I got two six shots intercepting
What you got
We are wanted dead or alive
But how can you find
A ghost in a cold mine
With a wild heart and colt nine
Oh my
I reckon you recognize im wrecking you and what you do
I need all the gold cause i sold my soul for this wild west ya know
My name will be known
Even once im dead i haunt like a ghost as they sit around the roast
They know the crows remember the stories told
My footsteps through snow
Crept through the swamps and parts unknown
I fight to my last breath
I rather die until there is nothing left
Instead of being your misstep
Locked up in chains until i go insane
Right no thanks outlaws for life
They try to lock you up
They try to hold you down
So we going up
And we gonna burn em down