Letra da Música: My Life, Your Movie - Cabin Crew

Drill in your face, wasted life, what that means to me. Sectioning your thoughts.
Could you show me sometime? With all my words, you could not paralyze.
This is not what I'm mesmerized by. Why don't I have more focus? Defined by what's around. Systematically speaking I'd like you fuck you up.
California's not far enough. Can you see what this means to me, and discard it away?