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    Yeah!

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

    So not afraid, something changed, find a way

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    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

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    Composition: Jacob Bunton

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