Don't wanna wear a uniform, Don't wanna wait for the train. Don't wanna waste my life away, Making someone else's wage.
I am so impatient, wishing, waiting, Hoping for a change. I am every color, pure and putrid, Things I wouldn't change.
I want to be wild. I want to be wild. I want to be wild....
Don't wanna to walk in single file, Don't wanna hide from the rain. Don't wanna be a personal brand, Or take man's last name.
I want the sun to shape me, The moon to make me, To live outside the range. I am every color, pure and putrid, Things I wouldn't change.
I want to be wild. I want to be wild. I want to be wild....
Give me summers of bug bites and bruises. And winters of fur and cold noses. Bug bites and bruises. Fur and cold noses.
I want to be wild. I want to be wild. I want to be wild....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.