butterflies balance

rather than a rollercoaster 

I would say that my image of Love is 

a butterflies balance... 

like the butterflies that you have in your belly 

when you relly like someone 

or like the butterflies of Sia song. 

THIS should be a couple balance. 

Because in some ways, somehow, 

you belong from the same cocoon. 

"We've been to the top, we've been to the bottom 

We've known everything and forgotten, yeah 

You've kicked me around, you've wrapped me in cotton 

You've carried our load, and you've shot 'em 

Oh yes the butterflies are still there 

We've argued by the baggage claim 

We've accepted and we've laid blame 

We've drank Sangthip in monsoonal rain 

We've felt separate and felt the same 

Oh yes the butterflies are still there 

We've shared joy and we've shared pain 

We've shared guilt and we've shared shame 

We've bought into the stupid games 

We've freed each other and we laid claim 

Oh yes the butterflies are still there 

Because we came from the same cocoon" 
-Check out more of Sia music HERE- 

..d'you know what I mean? 

...capitocome? 

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