"Butterflies" as written by and Alex Martin....
I was looking for a way that I could speak the truth
What I sought was hard to find
So I kept my mouth shut
A product of the butterflies
Playful in my chest and running down my spine

But in the end I'll pay
If I don't seize the day
And speak what's on my mind

So I'll keep them locked up
The things that make me different
From the other guys
And keep our hearts beating in time

In this lonely bed room
I watch the the dust
Gather underneath the bed
Where the secrets breed in
Start new generations
That preemptive strike the things I might have said

But in the end you'll see
It's alright with me
Cause I'm happy where I am

But the thing that you should know about my circumstance
Is the vast network of nerves
That keeps these secrets in my head

All my troubles
All my apprehensions
All my fears
Are just products of the

oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh


Lyrics submitted by Aj5855

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