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Charlie Farley

Outlaw

 

Outlaw

(альбом: No Boundaries Vol. 1 - 2019)


It's the real shotgun, and I intend (And I intend, and I intend)
Man, I'm too far gone to come back home
That is if I had a home to come back to
Living life on the run

Cigarettes on my breath, eyes hidden behind two dollar shades
Drinking what is left of that bottle from yesterday
From when I robbed that liquor store and shot a man in a fit of rage
All over some change
Now my hands are gripping the wheel while I'm staring off into space
This blank gaze on my face is due to way too many days
Of living life in the fast lane but I don't know no other way
So I push that pedal to the metal and embrace my fate

Driving this Monte Carlo down a long and winding road (Yeah)
With a pistol in the console not knowing where I'm gon' go
I've got thoughts in my head of ending up dead 'cause I've been on the run for way too long
I'm too far gone, so they label me an

Outlaw, down this long and winding road
Certified outlaw, not knowing where I will go
Certified outlaw, do-do-do-do-do
Certified outlaw

Well them mile markers are flying by, no radio, just tailpipes roaring
As the day turns into night and I go more into the great unknown
Like will the past ever catch me? I've been expecting it to show up for so long
That the inner me wouldn't let me live for the ones who stayed to try to put me on
They finally moved on, I guess there's no point in beating a dead horse but
They didn't cast their stones, they tried to help, this was my choice
And I'm grinding the gears while rewinding the years that replay in my mind
Like a spinning wind chime but every time I open my eyes I find I am here (Come on)

Driving this Monte Carlo down a long and winding road (Yeah)
With a pistol in the console not knowing where I'm gon' go
I've got thoughts in my head of ending up dead 'cause I've been on the run for way too long
I'm too far gone, so they label me an

Outlaw, down this long and winding road
Certified outlaw, not knowing where I will go
Certified outlaw, do-do-do-do-do
Certified outlaw
Put it down one more time for 'em
(Outlaw) Certified outlaw, ohh, certified outlaw
(Outlaw) Certified outlaw, ohh, do-do-do-do-do
Certified outlaw

It's the real shotgun, and I intend (And I intend, and I intend)
Certified outlaw, uhh
It's the real shotgun, and I intend (And I intend)

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