Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Tim Fite
Pass me a pacifier
All of the wars is winding down
All around
Out in a field of mines
Apples are hard to find
Walking around
Red on the ground
Oh baby doll
I told you before
The more you don't want
The more I want more
If heartache is love
Heaven is war