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