Butterfly Stance

[Verse]
War torn, forlorn mental capacity
Gal got the place of the skull, it’s tryna kill me
Man’s mind’s full of landmines, tryna ride through
Thought pattern, lust, drugs, greed and some lies too
It’s a way to get all these things behind you
Never tiptoe around the minefield
Try to dwell in the place where the Holy Ghost hides you
Psalms 91, repeat it back like a drive through

[Bridge] [JGivens]
Hopeless
I wish I’d come home you, with you
So high
So this blue sky I run to, run to, so high
Hopeless
I wish I’d come home you, come home to you
So high
So this blue sky I run to, run to, sometimes
Focus
Too much sunshine sunburn you and me

[Outro: Liz Vice]
You ain’t gotta fly so high
You ain’t gotta drive so high