On a cold October morning
As frost lay on the ground
Waiting to make my move

I made no sound

Waiting for the mist to cover all around

I carefully picked my time then took the wall

I'm sick and tired of running

The hunger and the pain
A stop to look about then off again


Being at the wrong place
And at the wrong time
Suspected of a hit that was my crime


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I am a fugitive being hunted down like game

I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name

Always looking 'round me

Forever looking back
I'll always be a target for attack


Every morning onwards
Always on the run
Waiting for a sivght of a loaded gun


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Even if I find them
And get to clear my name
I know that things can never be the same


But if I ever prove
My innocence some day

I've got to get them all to make them pay

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