Never by the book, always underestimated It's hard to believe the life that you created Making diamonds out of dust It's a legacy that you take to the grave Self made, self made Live and die by the chance we're taking (Self made) Live and die by the

Nobody mention my familia It's always trouble when they go too far Dead line, now you a dead man for real This is my house, you made it personal Father, father, could you bless his soul? He talking crazy, I may lose control Father, father, unforgivable

What were all those dreams we shared Those many years ago? What were all those plans we made now Left beside the road? Behind us in the road More than friends, I always pledged Cause friends they come and go People change, as does everything I wanted to

(We were young and wild) You’re always in my heart You’re always where I am Oh, you made me feel so alive When I look back I just smile We were young and wild I’ll be coming back again (I remember, I remember back in the day)

I'll come a-runnin' like a choo-choo train If you need me, call my name Always love you, always feel the same You told me a lie You made, made me cry I'll always love you 'till the day I die I'm going far away And I'm going, going to stay If you don't

Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Mister Magic Every day I see you My hands were made for you And you always give me stress free point of view Pick you up after school Without you I'm misery

Down at the Whiskey Living out our dreams Do you remember when? We were on the run Got loaded like a shotgun We never made a dime But god we had a good time We always made a scene Runaways in a van

Me, got it out the mud, they respect that Me, always spread the love when I get back You, got your hand out, that's a bitch move You, always complaining like a bitch do Me, still right here with who I came with Me, self-made, my circles on the same shit

And his daring life of crime Made him a legend in his time Well he never traveled heavy Yes he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia Rode a boy with a six gun

Sara, oh Sara I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky When the children were babies and played on the beach You came up behind me, I saw you go by You were always so close and still within reach Whatever made you want to change your mind So easy to look