Letras:
Cross The In Charge Of My Heart

my money and head back into town Driving cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my daddy's

with a story I sure have I told my wife we oughta save money That's the way it's gotta be Oh gotta gotta be that way She cancelled all the charge accounts

ever charge your mind (Oh, you're staying on my mind, baby) If you ever think about me (Oh, I think, I think about you all the time) And if I ever cross

his years Laying low in a blood filled trench Kill tim 'til my very own death On my face I can feel the falling rain Never see my friends again

: I surrender my soul Odin hear my call One day I'll sit beside your throne In Valhalla's great hall Like so many before me I'll die with honor and pride

hate barely know what my name is, Have no clue that I'm armed and dangerous, Willing to spill my blood to be famous, Willing to spill my blood to make

must admit You broke my heart The awful truth Is really sad I must admit I was awful bad While lovers laugh And music plays I stumble by And hide my pain

your heart with innocence then rediscover what your rocket fuel is made of no need to run, I'm a special agent miss should you decide you're your personal alchemist go ahead and charge

Mass Retain Anderson/Squire My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love. It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above. I crucified my