Butterflies are always following me, everywhere I go.

You really just want to know that somebody loves you for you. Sometimes you feel like an ATM machine with a wig on it.

Once I was a prisoner lost inside myself with the world surrounding me, wandering through the misery, but now I am free. Free to love, free to laugh, free to soar, free to shine, free to give.

Them chickens is ash and I'm lotion.

If you believe in yourself enough and know what you want, you're gonna make it happen.

I'm not vain, I'm insecure.

Butterflies are always following me, everywhere I go.