Testo di Butterflies

I wish I had the automatic, the automatic empathy Oh... I could change my life for affection I'm symptomatic, not automatic... not automatic like you've being I cannot deceive this confession Would you see me surrounded by butterflies? Like before All the fanatics can't see what I see... they are a bunch of lunatics I could take from them a good lesson I'm problematic, psychossomatic, turned into a maniac Oh... I could change my life for affection Would you see me surrounded by butterflies? Like before