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 expensi have with no salary yeah can not 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
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