Letra de Paris, Texas

I drifted around, knowing Got the nerve, got the feel that we're going to die Ever learn, ever feel that your going to die Ever learn, got the feel that we're going to die We're all going to die Got to learn how to feel, when your going to die Gots to learn, ever feel how your going to die? Got to learn how to feel, when your going to die Gots to learn how to feel I drifted around, knowing We're all going to die The rhythm is the riddle, put the pedal to the metal, it's the middle of the puzzle The middle of the puzzle, put the pedal to the metal, it's the rhythm in the riddle