Black Box Recorder
Girl Singing in the Wreckage
Girl singing in the wreckage
Is 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 weekend
New year"s party
Girl singing in the wreckage
Hour after hour after hour after hour after hour
My eighteen 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 like to end like this
No density,no destination
You hit the ground and then it stops
Hour after hour after hour after hour after hour
I miss my home town,it"s nothing special
Call my parents.
Let them know I"m arrived
(Girl singing in the wreckage)
My primary instinct is to protect the child
Send the postcard from the airport
(Girl singing in the wreckage)