 I am a pupate loathing through thorns in the roses
Flying along with my eyes closed, I could pop at any moment
Bouncing off the branches of the trees
Going through, and I'm taking you with me
Flying along the tracks without any brains
A little turning stone like you is all it would take
Just send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
Defuse my heart and wrap it up all safe and warm and dry
Have noticed any love lights coming out my eyes
Like butterflies made of stars
Bouncing off the windscreens of cars
Ain't no place that I'd rather be
Then sitting here your finger's chasing kisses on my cheek
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
You send me flying off the tracks
To land upon my back, amongst the daisies
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