butterfly, in the sky high,
bat your wings, we sing, but never fly right,
who am I to deny, I
don't know a thing, but rings, they're so tight,

reached in a bag, lit a candle and wrote,
force fed the masses with a hand to their throat,
like if it ever crashes, disband and revolt,
cuz we never really asked if the man woulda spoke,
she does her job, been feeding him, plumply,
nothing in return, adjourn so humbly,
we had a "thing" never made "anything" of it,
a social network status, afraid to go public
wait/ she don't want me to,
but she won't ever hear this,
something like a sound to comfort the ear-less,
feeling kinda Swift, on the edge kinda fearless,
cheer this, but only twice, right?
20/20 vision only in hindsight,
mind right, cuz the left is gonna take me,
peeping at the sky, hope she don't hate me,

butterfly, in the sky high,
bat your wings, we sing, but never fly right,
who am I to deny, I
don't know a thing, but rings, they're so tight,

alone in a room, only me and the gloom,
only me and my thoughts, only me in this tomb,
pick a lie, pick a story, and just fly,
give a sigh, it's so boring, I'm just fine,
well everybody said, but everybody did,
so nobody cared, and nobody lived,
insert a word that'll capture your feelings,
still running uphill with the hopes of revealing,
a cocoon? I had a room full,
but no room to grow, I knew you would,
flee for the fields with flowers in mind,
to seize what I killed, woulda found it in time,
I got my own way of playing detective,
but never had to explain the method, it's effective,
but check this, we never knew we'd,
fly away to a land that was full of weeds,

butterfly, in the sky high,
bat your wings, we sing, but never fly right,
who am I to deny, I
don't know a thing, but rings, they're so tight,