Lyrics: Wesley Eugene Smith (WEARETHEGOOD)/Quinten John Coblentz/Allyssa Lynnea Patterson
Music: Wesley Eugene Smith (WEARETHEGOOD)/Quinten John Coblentz/Allyssa Lynnea Patterson
The red sun rose this morning
Dark skies pronounce your warning
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Hold on the floor is caving
Your walls turn into cages
Your refuge will be your demise
Dances with the devil your power isn't special
We don't fit on your canvas we burn it all to ashes now
Cuz we are the outlaws
Cuz we are the outlaws
Yeah you've been dancing with the devil
Be careful who your gunning for
Cause when it settles
It's only pain and grief when your living lawless
We only chase it if the chance of profits flawless
We keep our eyes on the weak
They know that their targets
Hunting for Goodwill
we ain't looking for bargains
And you should say a prayer
Ain't nobody praying for you
Cause if I want it then it's mines
That s what I'm saying to you
If your faint hearted you better leave
You try and cross me then your dead to me
Cause I'm in the business of making enemies
And there's a good chance
that you may never leave
You feeling comfortable
You should never be
Cause I'm bringing pain
If we should ever meet
Tonight you should really find a lifeline
Outlaws come alive in the nighttime