Wild Card

I’ve lived my life in solitude.
In juvy, in jail, why should the road be any different?
Being a nomad for the royal bastards gives me a purpose
It allows me to wreak havoc for a cause my father believed in.
And to carry his name through violence and mayhem

But when it comes to their brotherhood, they can keep it.
I work better alone.
When the Cody charter start losing control of their town
Nomads get called up to strengthen their numbers and help them tow the line.
It’s a temporary fix
And a duty I already know I’ll hate

One look at Ruby Saunders, almost makes it tolerable.
She’s the town’s little darling,
Sweet, pure, and completely untouchable
But when have I ever played by the rules?

They call me the wild card,
and I’m about to f**k sh*t up!