Butterfly & Claw
Butterfly Butterfly
Claw Claw
Butterfly Butterfly
Hey, I was just drifting on a breeze and felt the wind’s rhythm—makes me think of that rush you feel when you’re in the heat of a fight, the wind of adrenaline pushing you forward.
Claw Claw
That wind’s got the same rhythm as a heartbeat on the brink—sweet, dangerous, and just waiting for me to jump in.