He didn't rob the banks
he didn't shoot any sheriffs
he sat outside of the bank
and burned his money in a pile
he gave his possessions
to the hungover sobs
leaving the drunk tank in the early hours
He left his family
his country
his city
his friends
to become something more
he didn't break any laws
but they still chase him down
they want him back in the fold
to insure that nobody follows
an outlaw
who didn't actually
step outside of the law
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 1:46 PM UTC
He didn't rob the banks
he didn't shoot any sheriffs
he sat outside of the bank
and burned his money in a pile
he gave his possessions
to the hungover sobs
leaving the drunk tank in the early hours
He left his family
his country
his city
his friends
to become something more
he didn't break any laws
but they still chase him down
they want him back in the fold
to insure that nobody follows
an outlaw
who didn't actually
step outside of the law
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