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Butterflies

Fly away,
Up to the sky in the darkest night,
I could not rely on try to fly,
Up to the sky and the darkest
It´s midnight, my broken wings won't let me ...
 
The fear is in my hands
The fear is in my eyes
Fears of butterflies

I felt ashamed, up to the sky and the coldest
It´s midnight, I'm just not ready
To deny, in this coldest night and
It´s midnight, my broken wings won't let me ...
 
The fear is in my hands
The fear is in my eyes
Fears of butterflies

The fear is in my hands
The fear is in my eyes
Fears of butterflies

The fear is in my hands
The fear is in my eyes
Fears of butterflies

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