Letra de Whatever

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?