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Butterfly, butterfly |
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Flying into the wind |
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You can be sure of it |
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That's no place to begin |
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Over thinking every little thing |
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Acknowledge the bell you can't unring |
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Tomorrow |
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You don't have to say what you're thinking |
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You don't have to mean what you say |
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Butterfly, butterfly |
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Flutter into the skies |
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Butterfly, butterfly |
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Their molecular cries |
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Chrysalis dreams waiting on the fifth in-star |
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These stained glass wings could only take you so far |
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You don't have to say that it matters |
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You don't have to turn something in |
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Stay with it through thick and thin |
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Butterfly, begin |
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Butterfly |
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Butterfly |
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Tomorrow |
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You don't have to mean what you say |
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Left without a reason to stay |
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Comes the last hurrah |
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Here's our last hurrah |
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Butterfly |
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Butterfly |
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Butterfly |
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You can be sure of it |
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Butterfly |
