Whatever 歌词

Come outdoors, you'll soon be trashed and swept away. The thought in your heart. It makes you so afraid you'll never come outside again. This is a song that I wrote for you, but you will never receive it. You always carefully lock your doors. Detest all kinds of whatever. May I persuade you to go on holding on to this song? National Geographic's Dangerzone isn't much of a help. It leaves you pegged down to your seat at home. All alone Analyse the papers and you'll conclude that it's very dangerous to go outside nowadays. There is a chance that a plain falls down right on top of your headwhile you least expect it to so. But get a grip on your own life and look way beyond. You sit hours on your own. What does it take to get you out of there?