Letra de
Dead Beauty Butterflies

When I write songs
I think what’s wrong
All that really matter
Is that I’m here alone
I try to take words from a beautiful place
But I turned my live a big world without Grace
Everytime I take pills
I think I have a dirty side to heal
But when I try to think good things
You appear in my head and I’m sad again
If you were here with me
I would tell you another story
When I write songs
I think what’s wrong in the world
What really matter
Is that I’m not alone
I take words from a beautiful place
To make you and me fly in the Sky
Sometimes I take my pills
Unfortunately the next word is "bills”
But you try to make me think in
Beauty lives and butterflies
But all that I touch is my soul
The world’s problems are a wall
and break it down i don’t know
REFRÃO
The only chance I have to Fly in the sky with you
Is standing beside you. All the time. Believe me. It’s true.
But you’re not here
And I know why
It’s because I write songs
And think too much in what’s wrong in the world
What does really matter?
You have gone. Then, I’ve done.
I took words in a beautiful place
To make you and me fly together and high
Sometimes I take my pills
Unfortunately the next word is "bills”
So I try to think about
Butterflies but they are dead
Did I never touch in your soul?
Your heart was a wall
And break it down I didn’t know
REFRÃO
The only chance I have to
Imagine you and me
flying together and high
Is writing songs, taking words from my sad mind
PONTE
Why didn’t you try to forgive who is screaming
If all those words: love, sorry were for you?
Why don’t you try to recognize your mistakes
To see you and me we’re imperfectly happy together.
Body in body. Face in face.
Sometimes I take my pills
Unfortunately the next word is "bills”
So I try to think about
Butterflies but they are dead
Did I never touch in your soul?
Your heart was a wall
And break it down I didn’t know (how)
REFRÃO
The only chance I have to Imagine you and me
flying together and high
Is writing songs, with chosen words
The only chance I have to Imagine you and me
flying in the Sky
Is writing songs, with chosen words,
writing songs, taking words
from your eyes