Ants and Butterflies
Hey Mr. No One
I'm starting to see what you meant
Drowning in small town, going no where minds
Disobedience is a method of treading water
Fight the gradual pull of nothing conformity
Hey Mister tell me a bedtime story
How Cinderella really turned out
I want the truth
Mr. No One and I
Have become close in the pit
The mountains bar my way
The clouds serve as a top to the jar
They want to observe Mr. No One and I
Ants and butterflies in a jar
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