Butterfly Culture

Even though a faded glow won’t burn through all your bars
You put out to put up
Even while your lightning smile was shaking in the smoke
Your head was full of hope.
Because I am a member of the butterfly culture
Where we work and we take, we play and we pray to god…
That the girl in that dress will undress and distress you with the way that she
moves
Even now when you know how to measure up the risk
Your still not tired of this
Even when the pills you take turn you to a ghost
You still spin around the most
Because I am a member of the butterfly culture
Where we work and we take, we play and we pray to god.
That the girl in that dress will undress and distress you with the way that she
moves…