Anthology
Bank heist
The villain lives,
He's the trenchcoat rebel,
As an outlaw,
A cowboy of the big apple,
With the colors of destruction.
You call me a criminal. Ha!
You call me a thief. Ha!
No, I'm nothing more than an artist,
With the bank heist art itself,
And I color the black and white canvas,
With my paint brush and palette.
What made me this way?
How could I do this?
I'm not a criminal
But I'm not a law-abiding citizen either
Call me a cowboy
An outlaw
With the colors of destruction
Red—the color of blood
Blue—the color of Chaos
Green—the color of money
Yellow and orange—the explosions
And I mix them all together
This bank heist, my own white canvas
That I paint
With the colors of destruction.