Dark outlaw revenge story set in a dying frontier town. A man is dragged out at dawn and left for dead by people hiding behind “law” and paper excuses. He survives, uncovers proof of their corruption, and returns in silence, not to plead or pray, but to collect what they owe. With the bell going still and the streets swallowed by fog, the song turns into a warning that when justice is twisted, consequence always comes back.
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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
They dragged me out with sunrise in their teeth
Rope in the air, cheap cheers in the lane
A paper read loud with my name in it
Like ink could rinse a lie and call it clean
I saw who nodded from the doorway shadow
The one who shook my hand the day before
Then turned away when they kicked the barrel
Like they never knew me, no more
[Pre-Chorus]
So let the porch lights shiver when I pass
Let your toughest swallow down their pride
You don’t see mercy ridin’ with me
You see the part that wouldn’t die
[Chorus]
Ain’t no law left, just me and what you owe
Ain’t no choir singin’ where I’m gonna go
You wrote my ending, tried to make it stick
Now I’m the hand you can’t shake off of it
Keep your excuses, keep your holy breath
I don’t pray, I don’t plead, I collect
Ain’t no law left
No law left
No mercy left
[Verse 2]
They didn’t bury me, they dumped me breathing
Down by the cut where the river runs black
I crawled through reeds with a throat full of gravel
And a red line burnin’ hard ‘round my neck
I watched that same bell swing from a distance
Heard the town move on like nothin’ changed
That’s when I learned the truth about justice
It’s just a word men rearrange
[Pre-Chorus]
And every mile I wore it turned to steel
Every scar grew sharp like teeth
So when you hear that slow approach
That ain’t a prayer, that’s grief
[Chorus]
Ain’t no law left, just me and what you owe
Ain’t no choir singin’ where I’m gonna go
You wrote my ending, tried to make it stick
Now I’m the hand you can’t shake off of it
Keep your excuses, keep your holy breath
I don’t pray, I don’t plead, I collect
Ain’t no law left
No law left
No mercy left
[Verse 3]
I worked the badlands, broke rock for strangers
Haulin’ grit under a punishing sky
Listened close to men who talk too easy
That’s how you catch the shape of a lie
Then in a back room, by a low-lit lantern
I watched a clerk count coin with shaking hands
Saw the same mark stamped beside protection
Paid out steady to the same three men
I bought that book with two weeks’ blood money
Kept it wrapped where the rain can’t reach
And every night I read those crooked numbers
Like a fire that don’t need speech
[Guitar Solo]
Dirty, singing lead, slow menace, then a climb
[Verse 4]
I came back quiet like a storm in deep water
Like a blade that don’t need to shine
Same old smiles on the same old faces
Like they never crossed that line
But I didn’t come back hungry for a spectacle
Didn’t come to shout, didn’t come to beg
I came with proof tucked under my coat
And deeds with your names on every page
[Bridge]
You can’t kill what you couldn’t break
You can’t hush what you couldn’t hide
And you can’t wash your hands in borrowed right
When the truth’s still livin’ on the other side
So look at me, no crown, no claim
Just consequence knowin’ your name
[Final Chorus]
Ain’t no law left, just me and what you owe
Ain’t no choir singin’ where I’m gonna go
You wrote my ending, tried to make it stick
Now I’m the hand you can’t shake off of it
Say you’re sorry, say it with your breath
I don’t pray, I don’t plead, I collect
Ain’t no law left, hear that bell go still
That’s the sound of the world you built
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