Have you ever wondered why
you can't manage to reason
with the people who don't like you?
Change their minds like changing seasons,
broadcast west and shiftin' east,
they're all troops commitin' treason.
Why haven't you ever seen
that they're the shoulders that you lean on?
Darwin says we're made of water,
but I say we're made of fire.
Life to ashes, ash to life,
got the passion and desire.
Closer to the sun, I'm higher;
flicker, dancing like a lighter;
my own sweat and bloody tears
crafted my mind an open glider.
But this glider just can't fly
without the wind behind to guide it.
Even a butterfly that beat its wings
could help a tiny bit.
The moral you should take from this
is "Good times are legit,
but without the bad before 'em,
everything will feel like s**t."
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