Hollywood Undead - Renegade

[Intro: Funny Man] Young renegade! [Verse 1: J-Dog] I am the fury of a bomb Agent Orange, tiger print, Vietnam A thousand words In the cracks of my palm Just one death sentence Written in the fucking song We are the ones The ones you're always calling faceless But we got the guns The guns are gonna make you face it Don't even run Because that run is getting wasted Young renegades We're gonna make some changes [Chorus: Funny Man] You're just a live grenade! Young renegade! You're just a live grenade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! [Verse 2: Johnny 3 Tears] Coming out the gate I got your number, better pray It's not a revolution But they both sound the same Yeah, you're always starting fires Put 'em out a little late You're, oh, such wicked motherfuckers Can't take the pain It's sunset in ghost town Hold your Holy Ghost now There's blood in the streets With your grave underneath nailed I'm hanging by a thread I got a crucifix bed My eyes are open wide So I'll sleep when I'm dead [Chorus: Funny Man] You're just a live grenade! Young renegade! You're just a live grenade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! [Bridge: Funny Man] Man down! Shots ringing out loud! Man down! Shots ringing out loud! Man down! Shots ringing out loud! Man down! Everybody, get the fuck down! Get the fuck down! Get the fuck down! Get the fuck down! Get the fuck down! [Chorus: Funny Man] You're just a live grenade! Young renegade! You're just a live grenade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade! Young renegade!