Tekster: Lunachicks. Luxury Problem. Crash.

All that I wanted was to get away for a while
I got a cheap flight and I was good to go
Less than an hour in the air I felt it deep inside
I felt the earth come closer and closed my eyes
I can't look

I'm falling
I'm falling
I'm falling
And there's no one to catch me

I'm falling (I'm calling)
I'm falling (I'm calling)
I'm falling (I'm calling)
No one's gonna catch me!

What did I do to deserve this?
Sisyphus pushed a rock
What's in the store for me?

What did I do to deserve this?
At the gates of hell
What's waiting for me?
All I wanted was to get away

Stuck in the mud now until my last breath
When I left the house this morning I wasn't thinking 'bout death
My eyes are stuck together caked with the mud
My lungs are slowly filling with leaves and twigs and bugs

And I'm sinking
I'm sinking
And there's no way out

I'm sinking (I'm slipping)
I'm sinking (I'm slipping)
I'm sinking (I'm slipping)
No one's gonna get me out!

What did I do to deserve this?
Sisyphus pushed a rock
What's in the store for me?

What did I do to deserve this?
At the gates of hell
What's waiting for me?
All I wanted was to get away

What did I do?
What did I do?
What did I do?

All I wanted was to get away!