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 the hell
Some things are not just black & white
Somebody`s gotta shine
In colours and it could be me
Out of the 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