Cowboys and coppers verse injuns and robbers,
take a guess for which side i was prone
maniacal pleasures and a taste for misfortune,
the legacy for which i was known
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down and out, i scream and i shout.
for this man from whom i need my advice
if the price is your life son, you'd better think twice as you march to the front like a soldier
So you'd think i'd aspire for greatness, hell-bent to make a name on my own
genetically programmed for the wheel of misfortune, i'm an heir to an unwanted throne
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Now they've all got their theories,
opinions and such about this man who is down on his luck
well the offers are plenty,
my options are many, still i opt to face my problems alone