Butterflies from Trite Tropes by Safe Surrender

Give me a chance, I only need a minute to the hour press playback before I ever even finit
Because if you thought I didn't care I admit that's all on me
but if you thought I couldn't change, well
You're probably right

Because you see I get heated with the things I care the most about
I knock about at night in my bed with
the thought of being alone without
you turn me into a fool, a cliche that I need
I'm praying gone bleed my ego out down at your feet
I only need a minute, just another minute

Butterflies run, and I feel sixteen, and it's been some years now but I still feel the same, when we hold hand, when we hold hands
Tell me you still get the same feeling

I know it's hard being honest
finding the right words in the right moment
never finish it to wish it conversations imagined
f-f-falling into place just as we imagined, more like
falling into place just as I imagined

Because you see I get heated with the things I care the most about
I knock about at night in my bed with
the thought of being alone without
you turn me into a fool, a cliche that I need
I'm praying gone bleed my ego out down with some peace

Butterflies run, and I feel sixteen, and it's been some years now but I still feel the same, when we hold hand, when we hold hands
Tell me you still get the same feeling

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