I been running for a while, I like drinking all alone
I ain't got any friends, I don't even have a home
A pawn inside the game and a bomb inside the war
I don't have a clue what the hell I'm searching for
I'm a wanted man
Blood is on my hands
Time to make a stand
'Cause I'm a fucking criminal, rebel with a cause
I do whatever I want, breaking all the laws
I'm a rough rider, best you ever saw
I do whatever I want
I'm a fucking outlaw
I'm a fucking outlaw
I'm a stranger in the night, a howl in the wind
I don't know where I end and where the fame begins
Both my wings are clipped and I'm crashing down to earth
Bury this old body way down in the dirt
I'm a wanted man
Blood is on my hands
Time to make a stand
'Cause I'm a fucking criminal, rebel with a cause
I do whatever I want, breaking all the laws
I'm a rough rider, best you ever saw
I do whatever I want
I'm a fucking outlaw
I'm a fucking outlaw
'Cause I'm a fucking criminal
'Cause I'm a fucking criminal
'Cause I'm a fucking criminal
'Cause I'm a fucking criminal, rebel with a cause
I do whatever I want, breaking all the laws
I'm a rough rider, best you ever saw
I do whatever I want
'Cause I'm a fucking criminal, rebel with a cause
I do whatever I want, breaking all the laws
I'm a rough rider, best you ever saw
I do whatever I want
I'm a fucking outlaw
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