Shannon Noll - Afterburn Lyrics
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Afterburn
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What Are The Lyrics For Afterburn By Shannon Noll?
I was never one to let my guard down
And no one ever got under my skin I thought I had it all together but somehow Something about her sucked me in Everything I thought went out the door I never dreamed that I'd get caught, get caught 'Caught in the afterburn, totally lost control The moment that I saw her, I knew that I was gone I'm caught in the afterburn, nowhere I can run She's bringing me under now Can't tell which way's up now Caught in the afterburn I'm caught in the afterburn I almost lose it every time I'm near her I'm so hung up I can't believe And she has me wrapped all around her finger So damn tight that I can't breathe I don't think I can take this anymore I wish that I never got caught, got caught 'Caught in the afterburn, totally lost control The moment that I saw her, I knew that I was gone I'm caught in the afterburn, nowhere I can run She's bringing me under now Can't tell which way's up now Caught in the afterburn I'm caught in the afterburn She draws you in so perfectly Does it to everyone she needs It isn't hard to see, you're just like me 'Caught in the afterburn, totally lost control The moment that I saw her, I knew that I was gone I'm caught in the afterburn, nowhere I can run She's bringing me under now Can't tell which way's up now Caught in the afterburn I'm caught in the afterburn |
Who Wrote Afterburn By Shannon Noll?
Shannon Neil Noll, David Leslie Rankin, Adam Reily
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