Disaster Lyrics - Far From Finished

Review The Song (0)



Woke up this morning in front of the ‘ol corner store
And every time I put myself down I keep on coming back for more
Now the bells of the church are tolling for another deserving saint
While I’m strolling the streets with no place to go
But I ‘aint asking for anybodies thanks

I’m a fucked up boy in a fucked up world
You’re never gonna see your life trough my eyes
And I’ll never know my reflection in their mirrors of misdirection
Washing away in a see of fucking lies

I ‘aint a fucking saint
Ya think I’m a bum
In a world that fucking rejects you, they think they’ve already won
Now they kick you to the curb like you’re some politician’s bastard son
Now everyone’s complaining ‘bout the things I already know
But what I wanna know are your ears bleeding from the sounds that are coming
From the radio

sponsored links
I’m a fuckin’ disaster…











Click here to submit the Corrections of Disaster Lyrics

The following area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of Disaster Lyrics.
Your Name:
(Important: Your name will be published if you input it)

Review for Disaster Lyrics
------ Performed by Far From Finished

Please enter a title for your review:

------ 07/28/2014

Type your review in the space below: