rest and not taking my stability. You're love's pariah, her renegade; I know it's not in my head. You're a walking disaster, you need to grow up. I wish
rest and not taking my stability. You?re love?s pariah, her renegade; I know it?s not in my head. You?re a walking disaster, you need to grow up. I wish
(Bill Anderson/Steve Wariner) Our weekend in Atlanta was a total disaster We argued and you caught the first plane home We made up and went to Memphis
I will never let you go Every moment that I know You are with me , I'll be safe Should I fall , I want to know That I fall with you back home Stay awake
a sign, we don't know why And all the things we don't control Will end up in disaster Find a way to get to Rome Might as well be going home?just in time
I'm kinda desperate. You might have sensed it From the tone of my voice. It's a disaster. I got no answers. I'm kinda left with no choice. I'm doing
round we go Hustle, prefer if you left me alone 'Cause I can't take the pain And now my heartbeat feels like a A.O.A. I'm a walking disaster Don't wanna
) And the other world The other world appears Find myself she dies in vain I cannot be freed, I'm falling down As time runs faster, moves towards disaster
the road Along the road your path may wander A pilgrim's faith may fail Absence makes the heart grow stronger Darkness obscures the trail Cursing the quest, courting disaster
Don't be cruel 'cause you'll be on your own 'Cause my [Incomprehensible] my microphone Come and get this ice-cream cone Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home Grown
Sony/ATV Songs » RECORDED BY STEVE WARINER Our weekend in Atlanta was a total disaster We argued and you caught the first plane home We made up
are raining down on me I'm far away from home And I've been facing this alone For much too long I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me About growing
soul -- cleansed in bloodshed [chorus] BATTLE READY! poets gonna take control BATTLE READY souls violate parole BATTLE READY violently invade your home
Our weekend in Atlanta was a total disaster We argued and you caught the first plane home We made up and went to Memphis but there wasn't any difference
I hold on, I'm 20 feet tall The biggest walkin' bill fuck around to get killed Get shoot Don't try to sneak a peak in my book (? home at hose? ) , overdose
the heart One blood cell, featurin' Masta Kill After dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one Young Chun, prodigal son, killa bees disease Home grown
s the heart One blood cell, featurin Masta Kill After dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one Young chun, prodigal son, Killa Bees disease Home grown