Текст песни Jungle - Chris Lum , Jay-J

*Big Black Butterfly
Sitting on my Sunday Hat
Dyeing your blonde hair black
You aint never coming back
Wear your soft hands out and run to the jungle, jungle

Give yourself a break
Youve made it this far
Despite of what they said
You still have your heart
So take another dive
And run to the jungle, jungle

Dont look back 11x
Dont look behind

#And i run from all of the things ive become
Not scared of tomorrow's sun

The thing about loose ties
Is it'll choke you in the end
Let go of your disguise
You know is harder to pretend