Dead in My Tracks

I don't know if running is a good idea We might be caught this time no more living in fear In the clutches of my own claws, I hear the bell toll This might finally be my time - consider myself sold We're just bandits on the run - take your money take your guns Not on the hunt for trouble - we just take it as it comes Feels so good to live this way Got me now - get away Under pressure and I'm bound to crack Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks There are posters with my name. There's a price upon my head I never thought I'd earn the fame or all my friends would want me dead I keep my back toward the wall. I keep my hands quick to draw I never thought I'd be the one to fall. Guess you can't win against the law We're just bandits on the run - take your money take your guns Not on the hunt for trouble - we just take it as it comes Feels so good to live this way Got me now - get away Under pressure and I'm bound to crack Now I'm caught standing dead in my tracks