Songtext von Rough Knuckles

Lost sight, looking for a way out It's a good time, to get your head together Oh, bloodshot, don't wanna see you washed up In a hotel, I'll come up and check you out This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run You feel that you wouldn't take a fall Oh, she said you used to be a heart breaker There is no fun, sleeping with a shotgun With your head back, you look to meet your maker, maker This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run When you're rattled and cold Stoned, you can't feel it all So don't throw it all away Cos you never get it back Lost love, I'm a great adventure Oh, so pick it up and put it back together When you're knocked down, it's hard to understand When opportunity is holding out her hand This is the call, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run This is the call to arms, wake up boy, you're on your own Get out your guns, little outlaw on the run