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I gotta run like a holy-rollin' fever Not the only one born a non-believer Well, they say I come from the wrong kind of stranger Like a smoking gun, but no bullets in the chamber Well, everybody wanted law and order More than just a line drawn in the sand Well, they tell me that I'm damned, born to live a life of sin I couldn't live with it More than one have found their way from nowhere When they tried to run away from the nightmare I built a bridge, but only few could cross it I see your cross, hopin' you could take me off it But now I'm left here standing at your border Between the signs you marked as good and bad Where they tell me that I'm damned, but the world ain't ended yet I couldn't live with it Well, everybody wants their law and order But I just want a line drawn in the sand And don't tell me that I'm damned, born to live a life of sin I couldn't live with it I couldn't live with it I couldn't live with it From Letras Mania