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 dont 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
sombodys 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
cant 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