Metamorphosis - Methods of Mayhem

Tommy lee — a seed become a flower, a cocoon becomes

A butterfly winter becomes spring time, and love

Becomes a child the clowds become the rain the sad

Becomes the pain inside cryin becomes a game,

Yeah, yeah, and smoke becomes the flame, Im a Father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my Father you cannot dismiss Im living proof

Of metamorphosis

Tilo — times are changin minds are re-arrangin it Doesnt matter if your black budohist or asian we all

Possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate

Seed becomes a flower!

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Tommy lee — a bot becomes a man, a song becomes a memory

Of a time in your life, a river becomes an ocean, and

Life becomes undone.

feelings become emotion, a marriage

Becomes a devotion for the rest of your life, the bordem

Becomes the same, and guilt turns into pain.

im a father

To my son, yeah, Im a son to my father you cannot

Dismiss Im living proof of metamorphosis

Tilo — times are changin minds are re-arrangin it Doesnt matter if your black budohist or asian we all

Possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate

Seed becomes a flower!

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Tommy lee — Im a father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my Father you cannot dismiss Im living proof of metamorphosis

Tilo — times are changin minds are re-arrangin it Doesnt matter if your black budohist or asian we all

Possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate

Seed becomes a flower!

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