Paroles: Pamela Hute. Other. Parachute.

Living in a parachute
Speaking english like a Hute
Everybody wants my law
I don?t really want to know
How hard things get you know
But everybody wants to go
It?s sad like the sun
And all of them run
Life?s just a sum
Until it?s gone
Broke.
Lying in a pair a shoes
Dreaming that I was a flute
Everybody seems to know
I don?t really want to go
Things get hard sometimes you know
But everybody wants to go
It?s sad like the sun
My brain on the phone
I stare at the door
And were is the gun ?
I?ll go through
Living in a pair of shoes
Speaking english like a Hute
Everybody wants my love
I don?t really want to know
How hard things get you know
But everybody wants to go
It?s sad like the sun
And all of them run
My life?s just a sum
Until I?m gone
I?ll go through