Butterfly Ground Sunday

Don't mind if it's even not the same
In town the streets have changed their colors
I taste their colors
Please go across the bridge
To the part of the town that I'm not in
You can not save me
It's inside of me
Breaking everything

You know I don't
You know I don't
I don't
I don't
You know I don't
You know I don't
I don't
Save my

Don't ever feel ashamed of yourself
But my life is a shame
I'm ashamed of my
I'm ashamed of myself
The lighter
The smoke
The paper
The songs you sang
The chords you played
But no one listened
So I listened
And you said

Ground Sunday kills me
As it always does
And it breaks me
And it hurts my mind
And it hates me
It kills me
Ground Sunday kills me
As it always does
And it breaks me
And it hurts my soul
And it hates me
It's inside of me
It kills me

You know I don't
You know I don't
I don't
I don't
You know I don't
You know I don't
I don't
Save my
Save my
Save my
Save my
Save my
Save my
Save my
Save my
I don't save myself



Credits
Writer(s): Michel Wakim
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