| Sirens are screaming
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| I can hear em' coming down hard
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| It’s time i was leaving
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| Warm up my getaway car
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| I know you’d like me to stay
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| But if i do they’ll haul me away
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| I won’t go easy
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| After all the time i’ve done
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| I’ve been shooting freely
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| Under the table and above the sun
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| But maybe i won’t mind
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| A chain gang with you in line
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| Call the cops for a ride downtown
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| Take a picture for the ols lockdown
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| I know we could both fall flat
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| But lets just fall and leave it at that
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| White picket fences
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| Look a lot like iron bars
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| A pink house with shutters
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| Reminds me of old grey walls
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| But this time i won’t hide
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| If your with me on the inside
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| Call the cops for a ride downtown
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| Take a picture for the old lockdown
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| I know we could both fall flat
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| But lets just fall and leave it at that
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| Out on the highway
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| Runnin round with an outlaw band
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| Its always been my way
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| Livin life on the lam
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| This might be the first time
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| I dont make it to the borderline
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| Call the cops for a ride downtown
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| Take my picture for the old lockdown
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| I know we could both fall flat
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| Lets just fall
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| Lets just fall and leave it at that |