Fighting, living, dying
For what?
For freedom?
That's what which men have fought since time began
To be free
They've been making blanked statements, scaring everyone
They've been making you feel like you never did belong
Yeah, he said, and she said, yeah, they say a lot
So many things, they just think you forgot
Who you are, and what you do, and where you're coming from
I just thought I could remind you with a simple song
Look, that body language can start to rebuff
Till we're choosing weapons and hatred, not love
Not you
You are in the wilderness, looking for your own purpose
And you became a butterfly, a butterfly
I knew you always would
'Cause they were throwing sticks and stones
Words can never break your bones
You can spread your wings and fly, wings and fly
I knew you always would
I knew you always would
I knew there always was nothing wrong with being
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
All you ever see on CNN are enemies
Telling you to lose your individuality
Look, do this and do that, till you've lost your way
Till you need a vice or a means of escape
They want you to stare into your screen and see yourself
yourself
wrong
words
where
weapons
thought
which
think
thief
these
there
telling
streets
still
things
started
spread
simple
screen
remind
wanna
powers
police
nowhere
never
enemies
drugs
rebuff
different
wings
dying
mirror
sheets
desire
choosing
cannot
purpose
individuality
butterfly
break
nothing
being
start
mission
melody
stare
became
since
could
wilderness
stones
deceit
breathe
always
fought
belief
heart
belong
happening
smoke
scaring
catch
forgot
everyone
means
unwell
bones
sticks
picked
escape
statements
coming
everything
fighting
would
mentally
freedom
given
throwing
sleep
gonna
hatred
speak
began
karma
hungry
looking
language
blanked
living
making
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