We hope that you choke, that you choke Breathe, keep breathing Wake, from your sleep The drying of your tears We're drying off your tears Today, we escape Pack and get dressed Before your father hears us
I wish I stayed With that skipping rope, the trampoline, The crafty smoke that made us choke But we didn't give up hope It's just the simple ways of getting paid, The carelessness of running away You can fall if you want to! It's just a matter of how far