You give me butterflyz Got me flyin' so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me something that I can't deny Something that's so free I just can't control the way I feel Lately when I look into your eyes, I fly You're the only one I

Every time, god damn, I look at my son, I see something I can't be. Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be. Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried, Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe. So I see

A-M-E-R-I-C-A Home of the free, the sick and depraved So why the fuck are you looking at me? Ya-a-a-a-ao We take medication to be someone else And we take off our clothes to pay for the bills Where downloading content will buy you a sentence And murder

These songs of freedom Redemption songs 'Cause all I ever had Old pirates, yes, they rob I Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit How long shall they kill our prophets While we stand aside and look? Some say it's just a part of it

I'll see you, I, I, I, I, I I made this world for you, People look cold like the freezin' rain, All truth be told, we don't see the same. People look cold, like the freezin' rain, Like the freezin' rain, my son died in vain. I made this world for you. I

Look at me I'm falling, falling Feeling like I'm love blind, taking over my mind Relax your mind and set it free Be all you got, be all I see The way you move, the way you feel Falling, falling Right here, right now, it's all we need Look at me I'm Right

Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God The purest expression of grief She moves with shameless wonder The perfect creature rarely seen Since some lie I brought the thunder When the land was godless and free Her eyes look sharp and steady Into the empty

Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away Day after day I'm more confused Yet I look for the light in the pouring rain You know that's a game that I hate to lose I'm feelin' the strain, ain't it a

Five fingers to the face You know I flaunt cha, cause' girl I really want cha And you looking nice, got me cooler than a bag of ice Now freeze, freeze, freeze, now go Drop it fast and move it real slow, oh! What, you smell so fruity I'm a pirate and

We're all born to be free We're all born to be great But we're all looking for The Hollywood sign And trying to find the interstate We're all grown From the same old roots We're all kicking In the same old boots