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