deathwithwings

I'd rather just die then try to fly one day cause

These sudden surprises cause my wings can't

Fly, fly, fly-i-i , Fly, fly, fly-i-i

Yeah, I hope you notice me, I'm walking down the street in my loose jeans

I'm talking 'bout some funny thing to increase your mood swing,

Butterfly every time you cross my eyes

I'm just a caterpillar to your presence, regular guy

Can I give it a pop

Not to burst your crescent, from my past experience I use this as a lesson

And let me hone your adolescence to the depths of my heart