Yeah!

Desperate butterflies wade into the fray again
The Sun burns out and leaves them void

So not afraid, something changed, find a way

Lucid eyes look through the trees
And stole the green inside of me
I'm not afraid of losing out

I never asked for this, argue till we're drunk like wine
You drank the poison that they fed

So not afraid, something changed, find a way

Lucid eyes look through the trees
And stole the green inside of me
I'm not afraid of losing out

Such a waste