Lyrics Coyote - Sleepwalkers

Coyote

Breaking in the heat of the sun
They shouted
I need to get out of here
Fiery hot
Burned from the heating sand
In search of the wanted man
Coyote
Racing from the threat of a gun
Surrounded
We need to get out of here
They fired a shot
There fell the hero’s hand
Death of a guardian
Do you really want to chase these sirens
There goes the man who’s the king of this highway
And he won’t ever be afraid to stand up against tyrants
So keep your keys in the cab cause you gotta keep riding
Coyote
Here it comes