[ Featuring Run ]
We woke up under the gun
And if you'd seen half the shit I've seen
In this dead, dead ghost town
You wouldn't hesitate
To burn these bridges down
This will be the farthest
West we've come
And I wonder what
The f*ck we're on
And tomorrow we'll wonder
What the f*ck we've done
We headed straight
On Highway fifty-eight
To Barstow
Only halfway across the desert
Before they know
When it's done
And we ride into the sun
They'll know exactly
What the f*ck we've done
This is the farthest
West we've come
By now they know just
What went on
And I saw
And I saw
What the f*ck we're on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We've marked our f*ckin' ground
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We own your ghost town
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We've marked our f*ckin' ground
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We own this ghost town
I've got a secret
And this is a callout
And it's in the water
And it's in the air
I've got a secret
And this is a callout
And it's in the water
And it's in the air
