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 Yeah...
 
 When sun sets  and streets are cleared,
 This  renegade is near.
 Standing  awaiting host,
 What's it like to  a ghost?
 Both outlaws equal,  indeed,
 A one shot  to the gunsling
 So long  sweet.
 Bye Bye.
 
 Standin' alone through  and stone,
 He draws from this  a man.
 Crawlin' alone through the soot and 
 He makes his way home half  death.
 
 He clenched his  and said a prayer,
 For every  of dusty air.
  fires loud, the end is close,
 What's it like to be a 
 Both outlaws equal,  indeed,
 A one  rhythm to the gunsling,
  long my sweet.
 
  hear those voices calling...
 "Take your life"
 I cannot take this lying 
 NO!
 
  alone through soot and stone,
 He draws from this  a man.
 Crawlin' alone  the soot and stone,
  makes his way home half to death.
 
 In time. In 
 I wash my  of yesterday.
 If I  fall,
 If I  pass,
 It's worth one last  before the gates of hell!
 
  hear those voices calling...
 "Take your life"
 I cannot take  lying down...
 NO!
 
 Standin' alone in soot  stone,
  draws from this holster, a man.
 Crawlin' alone through the soot and 
 He makes his way  half to death.
 
 In  In vain.
 I wash my  of yesterday.
 If I should 
  I should pass,
 It's worth one last  before the gates of hell!