The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new
And I feel a new beginning
The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new
And I feel a new beginning
So I go to work and smile
And I'm happy with myself
A brave face for my crowd
Correcting all my faults
With prescription medicine
My trouble surges
The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new
And I feel a new beginning
The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new
And I feel a new beginning
There is beauty on my own
Where I gloss over my flaws
At least I like to think I do
Correct my errors and my faults
To be someone who is appeased
With who I am for
The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new
And I feel a new beginning
The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new
And I feel a new beginning
Again, again
Right then, I have to make a choice
I'm gonna start right over as another boy
Just got to poke me, kick me off my arse
Make it rhyme, make it bland, make it sell
So she said
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