
BUTTERFLY
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- avant-pop
- art pop
- progressive
- female vocalist
- art rock
- 2020s
- glitch pop
- ethereal
- orchestral
- dense
- dream pop
Lyrics
Verse 1
Wrapped up tight in a silk-spun thread
Sleeping under words that were left unsaid
Darkness was a blanket, darkness was a home
Carving out a sanctuary built of stone
They told me to wait till the weather got warm
To stay out of sight from the gathering storm
Pre-Chorus
Pressing my palms on the shell from inside
No more place for a shadow to hide
Feel the pressure starting to crack
There's no turning around, no going back
Chorus
Metamorphosis is violent, didn't anyone warn?
Ripping through the chrysalis the second I was born
Look at all the colors that you tried to pin and dry
I'm not a specimen, I'm something that can fly
Watch the wings unfold and burn the map you drew
I used to be a shadow, now I'm blinding you
Verse 2
Shaking off the dust from the old regime
Waking up alive inside a bigger dream
You liked me better when my edges were small
Tucked away neatly behind the back wall
But the pattern expanded, the colors blew out
Drowning out the silence with a brilliant shout
Pre-Chorus
Pressing my palms on the shell from inside
No more place for a shadow to hide
Feel the pressure starting to crack
There's no turning around, no going back
Chorus
Metamorphosis is violent, didn't anyone warn?
Ripping through the chrysalis the second I was born
Look at all the colors that you tried to pin and dry
I'm not a specimen, I'm something that can fly
Watch the wings unfold and burn the map you drew
I used to be a shadow, now I'm blinding you
Bridge
Up into the current, up into the air
Leaving all the glass and the silver wire there
Fluttering, soaring, breaking through the gray
Watch the morning light sweep the dark away
I can feel the atmosphere shift in my hands
No more waiting on your demands!
Chorus
Metamorphosis is violent, didn't anyone warn?
Ripping through the chrysalis the second I was born
Look at all the colors that you tried to pin and dry
I'm not a specimen, I'm something that can fly
Watch the wings unfold and burn the map you drew
I used to be a shadow, now I'm blinding you
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