Из альбома: Making Enemies Is Good
Fell out of heaven A.D
but it meant nothin' to me
you never talked about the birds and the bees
no
I wanna grow up to be young
I don't wanna be contained
I just wanna feel a little loved
good intentions
always paved the road to hell
Some things are not just black & white
sombody's gotta shine
in colours and it could be me
out of hte jungle
into remedy
I came out hungry to be me
every nothing is for free
life is expensive with no salary
yeah
can't hold a straydog on a leash
so let your wild blood run free
I just learned from a lottery
that good intentions
always paved the road to hell