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how can you hold
all the past we have left ahead
I don't want that paper soul
nor those Broken Wings you gifted me
and how can I rest
if my body is all wings
if everything awakens again
I do not
I don't want to be the butterfly
Not me (No, no, no, no, no, no)
the ground has so much more of you
and this life doesn't owe me anything more
How good the truth feels to me
How well the bites of life taste to me
if I have a day to love
I will sing to the beat of your wounds
I prefer to walk
That the wings are short-lived
What difference does it make if I'm wrong? (No)
No
I don't want to be the butterfly
Not me (No, no, no, no, no, no)
the ground has so much more of you
I'm not the fluttering type
I have dreamed you in the middle
I waited for you in the middle
I do not
I don't want to be the butterfly
I don't (Uh, no)
'Cause ground has so much more of me
Because this life doesn't owe me anymore
I, I settle with half of it
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