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Addicted to the green leaves, you're a caterpillar crawling in the dirt Conflicted and sick as he heaves, after looking up a butterflies"s skirt If he could only see, potentially, what he could be, if he"d simply just look up I continue my plea, eternally,  to help set him free, have a drink from my cup I know you waited a whole extra week to finally come out of our mother But the Responsibility rests on me, I refuse to give up on my only brother There"s no place like home Unless its abusive and broken There"s no chance to roam Unless actions are outspoken I'm afraid of success, because I'll finally run out of all the excuses Many sins to confess, none worse than underachieving all our uses If you could only fear less If you could only focus more Take a hit just to relieve stress Wake up in a city called ***** You"re still looking down crawling on the ground With so so many women lost waiting to be found You should be out up here with me flying around Butterflies attract without even speaking a sound We"re born with no parachutes and I'm a frequent flyer So please stop wallowing down in the muck and the mire Come flourish with me and lets set the ******* world on fire You're my only thicker than water, join me before we expire
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 1:53 AM UTC
Fear...less
Addicted to the green leaves, you're a caterpillar crawling in the dirt Conflicted and sick as he heaves, after looking up a butterflies"s skirt If he could only see, potentially, what he could be, if he"d simply just look up I continue my plea, eternally,  to help set him free, have a drink from my cup I know you waited a whole extra week to finally come out of our mother But the Responsibility rests on me, I refuse to give up on my only brother There"s no place like home Unless its abusive and broken There"s no chance to roam Unless actions are outspoken I'm afraid of success, because I'll finally run out of all the excuses Many sins to confess, none worse than underachieving all our uses If you could only fear less If you could only focus more Take a hit just to relieve stress Wake up in a city called ***** You"re still looking down crawling on the ground With so so many women lost waiting to be found You should be out up here with me flying around Butterflies attract without even speaking a sound We"re born with no parachutes and I'm a frequent flyer So please stop wallowing down in the muck and the mire Come flourish with me and lets set the ******* world on fire You're my only thicker than water, join me before we expire
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 1:53 AM UTC
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