Dead In My Tracks

I don't know if running is a good idea
We might be caught this time no more living in fear
In the clutches of my own claws, I hear the bell toll

This might finally be my time, consider myself sold
We're just bandits on the run, take your money take your guns
Not on the hunt for trouble, we just take it as it comes

Feels so good to live this way
Got me now, get away
Under pressure and I'm bound to crack
Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks

There are posters with my name
There's a price upon my head
I never thought I'd earn the fame or all my friends would want me dead

I keep my back toward the wall
I keep my hands quick to draw
I never thought I'd be the one to fall
Guess you can't win against the law

We're just bandits on the run, take your money take your guns
Not on the hunt for trouble, we just take it as it comes

Feels so good to live this way
Got me now, get away
Under pressure and I'm bound to crack
Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks