Текст песни Criminal - Silhouette Rising feat. Jonny Craig

Well goddamn, what are the regulations of this sentence?
Am I free as long as I carry out a burdened soul
Stole my shoes, money, everything I own
I swear they keep me here to rot my soul
Clean slate, jail break, can′t sentence me
Call me criminal. Call, call
Violation so damn cynical
Call me "criminal"
Hot damn! You should have seen me at the border fury in my eyes
A new world order
Whiskey drinking sheriff wanna call me a crook
But ain't no difference Taking. Between what politicians say
I ain′t going down in a cell. I'd rather give you hell
Clean slate, jail break, can't sentence me. To forty-five, you don′t take men like me alive
Call me criminal. Call, call
Violation so damn cynical
Call me "criminal"
You′re not gonna, not gonna, no
Not gonna no
Not gonna get the best of me
Clean slate, jail break
Call me criminal. Call, call
Violation so damn cynical
Call me "criminal"
Opened my eyes, like I was left for dead
A million miles strung out with all these street lights in my head