Sing: When the butterflies inside// equate to the angel's lies
An ocean of children's tears// that ripples across the universe
Hurts to hide what's real inside// so you show that pain as smiles
And there's nothing left to fear// now you can let out all your cries

Rap: The story told a thousand times, the unloved beat kids
Felt death before they even got to experience life
This little girl watched all the hits, mom's black eye and her bruised ribs
Taught early on how to hide and avoid socialize (social eyes)
When mom was away working two J-O-Bs, thought hey its normal to be lonely
Hey that's life, mom's gotta get ends meat
At nights shes shouting “daddy, no please!”
Eventually, she goes numb to the beast
Went to school and showed her only friend the scars
But she was too young to help, but she helped show how things really are
--She is all alone--
Mom screams “Not Again”, Dad yells “Shut the fuck up Bitch”
Glass is smashed, or is that the sound of unloved kids screaming at high pitch

Sing: When the butterflies inside// equate to the angel's lies
An ocean of children's tears// that ripples across the universe
Hurts to hide what's real inside// so you show that pain as smiles
And there's nothing left to fear// now you can let out all your cries

What a cute scene, seems surreal how its so serene
The little boy sits in front of babysitter, no wait I think its a screen
Images are seen
Whatever he sees is certainly not reality
Actuality, of his step-dad hiding cocaine in his bedroom
Faded dirty baige curtains blinds what consumes
Never is the face of the ever impending doom
Always is the face of creativity which blooms
He lay under his bed and writes those songs
Learned early on how to be gone
Those aren't God's tears, thats his first kiss
The pound of the fist is the warmthy squish when hugs his teddy
He doesn't even remember this hell, just the eternal bliss
What's real is make belief, imagination is what holds him steady
Ready for the concrete braille, now what does life spell?

Sing: When the butterflies inside// equate to the angel's lies
An ocean of children's tears// that ripples across the universe
Hurts to hide what's real inside// so you show that pain as smiles
And there's nothing left to fear// now you can let out all your cries

Adapted to living with the pain
Overwhelmed, cold clutch, colossal touch
way past the point of enough is enough
"And I never want to remember again," screams the Now very aged child...
Tremendously tumbling towards surreptitious secrets
How agonizing one gets...when the struggling kicks...and the thoughts won't bequit
Tough in the trenches, there you sit
where the feel of death never exits
to the brink where you smile, even if only to exist
the only defense mechanism that allows you to persist
so please, unloved child feel this
even if only in a mirror

aww that moment, when you look directly into a song, past the music into that glimmer of sweet, gooey love
you then glance at your lover, you both instantly have the shared experience of that feeling
that moment is now forever tied to your souls
each of your minds saw that thought in visual space
and acquired it together
souls bounded together, yet completely free and unbounded...limitless
the prospect of love and the power it gives