Oh good Lord above, i'm immune to the of a good man I go for the suckers, the mean motherf*ckers I resist. If I should get bitten. As as he's smitten I understand pain comes with pleaure, such bittersweet treasure cannot be missed.
So how could you help me I help myself....
I go on and jump, it a try the parachute, see if it flies. I don't care if I should I never bruise... Go on and jump, it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm alive And if I should break my neck make the news.
The Friday ritual of pulling habitual non-entities. The lawyers, the bankers, the next morning thank and "call you soon..." These public school faces, I time erases one's misery Oh no, it comes back to haunt you, old photos will taunt of big mistake
So how can you me now? I can't myself....
I go on and jump, it a try the parachute, see if it flies. I don't care if I should fall I bruise... Go on and jump, it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm still And if I should my neck i'll make the news.
So how can you me now? I can't myself....
I go on and jump, it a try the parachute, see if it flies. I don't care if I should I never bruise... Go on and jump, it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm still And if I break my neck i'll make the news. I go on and jump, it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm alive And if I should break my neck i'll the news.