Текст песни Girl Singing In The Wreckage

It's my primary instinct to protect the child Girl singing in the wreckage My dress is torn My hair is wild Girl singing in the wreckage My first car My early boyfriends Girl singing in the wreckage Wet weekends New Years Eve parties Girl singing in the wreckage Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour My eighteenth birthday I'll die of boredom Girl singing in the wreckage My private world is smashed wide open Girl singing in the wreckage My first trip My expectation I had a dream that it would end like this No destiny No destination You hit the ground and then it stops Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour Hour after hour after hour I miss my hometown it's nothing special Call my parents let them know I've arrived My primary instinct is to protect the child Send a postcard from the airport