I said fill the bag with all you have
These are our demands so do it quick
I dig a grave and hide my gold
I turn my back against the chance to do as I was told

Oh, I am torn
Sun in the rain
The wild is tamed
Oh, my blood runs cold
Weathered and old
To hang or to hold

We travel in the night to avoid the light
To punish and to plead, to set the scene
I hide my face, my urge to run
My cold heart stays basking in the burning desert sun

Oh, I am torn
Sun in the rain
The wild is tamed
Oh, my blood runs cold
Weathered and old
To hang or to hold

Oh, I am torn
Sun in the rain
The wild is tamed
Oh, my blood runs cold
Weathered and old
To hang or to hold


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