These scars don't heal I don't mind There's a path somewhere I can't find Losing again I don't mind I'll be at peace Still inside
These scars don't heal, I don't mind There's a path somewhere I can't find Losing again, I don't mind I'll be at peace, still inside These scars don
it I'm harder than the diamond that the edam[?] might still I'm never mythical, divinity is real Mind stays steel, ever stable to the end Nations begin
m dealin with a headcase Any heart put it all in, tell yo'self it's a must-win Apply pressure never give up, laugh in the end then fuck 'em Stay on yo
with me to the end its not official with out a (thank you) you mean so much to me ooo I just wanna thank (ooo thanks yea) you (ooo yea) in jesus in jesus
s, all I need involved with beats I'mma be the streets to Jesus, cars on me And that'll be the day you applaud and see The underdog gets his eventually Gotta end
was at the doorstep Of heaven's pure white light At the end of the service His father came up to him Clear eyed and sober now he said Boy Jesus took
way I can't hold on another day I was hungry, felling low, I just couldn't make out which way to go Chasing rainbows that have no end, The road is long
Well I can't tell you where I'm going, I'm not sure of where I've been But I know I must keep travelin' till my road comes to an end I'm out here on
I grew up on the edge of a cornfield at the end of a long dirt road Carolina plow boy, ain?t had a free summer since I was ten years old Mama made us
life Now I think I'm dealin' with a headcase Any heart put it all in, tell yo'self it's a must-win Apply pressure never give up, laugh in the end then
i] [can build, ya know what I'm saying? ] ['cause, ain't nobody gonna, nobody gonna] [look out for me... ] =killah priest= It's the end of the road,
of the road Not good for them to hand them that load of crap like they do You see, I want a world where I can tell him the truth About everything from Jesus
[unverified] and run the little seconds down the road I?m ready to go, steady rollin', leavin' these strangers If the whole world would end tomorrow, tomorrow just might be the end
That I didn't already know I reckon I was doing close to 80 When I felt the tire slip out from underneath And I never set out lookin' for Jesus So I guess Jesus
was busy Jesus wasn't in There is snow over the road We'll have to wait before we go So let the heat come in Where you end I begin Forever may you
I grew up on the edge of a cornfield At the end of a long dirt road Carolina plow boy Ain?t had a free summer since I was ten years old Mama made us
(Deana Carter) There's a tiny house with a little white fence at the end of Tucker Road. Where a baby girl and her mother lived, many years ago. Pretty
