Parade

[Snippet 1]
And now I'm pissed off
We picked up where we left off
She rides but left no directions
We talk through crooked connections (Yeah)
We got no connection

Ay-yeah, she's a renegade
She's a real quick shooter
With a head shot coming your way
Ay-yeah, she's in love with the parade
Runnin' from a sundown
Small town life where nobody is safe

[Snippet 2]
She got a pistol, fight it up
[?] I would loss, gangsters cut it off
And they don't know that she's a dreamer, hand to God