if I walk without you What if I ran without you What if I stand without you I could not go on What if I live without you What if I love without you
I walked without you? What if I ran without you? What if I stand without you? I could not go on What if I lived without you? What if I love without you
if I walked without you? What if I ran without you? What if I stand without you? I could not go on What if I lived without you? What if I love without you
I walked without you? What if I ran without you? What if I stand without you? I could not go on What if I lived without you? What if I loved without you
You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you
you're gone, you don't come back Too bad, you're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk
You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We
I was born three months too early The doctor gave me thirty days But I must've had my momma's will And God's amazing grace I guess I'll keep on livin
Too bad you're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind you slip we out grind you You walk around mad you let your anger blind
feel Your grace pulling me close to You) So no matter where You are, just know I'm not far (Without You what would I do?) (I Love You) (You bring the sun out) You
squirt and you locked down forever Can't run from reality luring you closer and closer away To the same old traps, now you never learn from your mistakes So now you
to three And I felt your slipping fingers And I saw you change your mind If I hadn't dragged you in with me You would have let me dive without you, oh, without you
a picnic lunch and parasol Sitting there like a typical girl You don't know me but I've been watching you all day I thought that by ignoring you, perhaps, you
here's the forty acres in the mule, hah You rather get this Mickey D's in the tool, hah And in the sun I see the way you pull a harsh dreams And in the
Humanity pays: Every hour they're trying to give me In a followers mould, blessed Lord confess it Jesus suffering, three days on the cross I'm just twenty
