won't fit,can't conform

i'll allways be the same

hateful eyes glate to say

I refuse to be tame

no way to get ahead

in a losers' race

where no one wins

they draft no master plan

just punishing pain

from the damned



no options

to accept

we've got opinions

we wanna express

no way to get ahead

in a losers' race

where no one wins

they draft no master plan

just punishing pain

from the damned



outlaws,renegades

with nothing left to save

there's no tomorrow

there's no today

no reward stands in our way

gotta high price on our heads