Dead Butterflies

Now like rats butterflies gnaw my heart
And I try to use a blade to destroy them
Erase me
This phrase
But the abuse of mistakes didn't let me get out of the pain plane
Take care
I feel like a lame
From kill myself to sell
My veins expel acid rain after you use spells like Jean Granger
To torture me in my jail
Naturally apo it's a tortoise who swim on a sea in flames
Maybe in may I meet you my sweet depression
You enjoy going slowly and provoke me aversion
You have beautiful eyes and a mouth full of lies
I know
But I like die in those
Roses and a note of suicide

Butterfly, butterfly, flying
Through the smoke that's in my chest
I gotta let it out, let it out, let it out
Otherwise it'll die of shame inside my head
I don't wanna be there
Upstairs, upset, againts myself again
That case I'll take this things away my place
To find some peace at least in death
Butterfly, butterfly, flying
Through the smoke that's in my chest
I gotta let it out, let it out, let it out
Otherwise it'll die of shame inside my head
I don't wanna be there
Upstairs, upset, againts myself again
That case I'll take this things away my place
To find some peace at least in death

I was not the one I thought I was
Sick bodies and mirrors around the hall
Oh, what a surprise
Did I burned all my garden for more?
Sleeping in blood in a cold night home
With a voice locked
From the unsaid words
What a world
I see a shadow sippin' from my jacket pocket's
It crawls through my bones
Make it all feel horrible
Filled with a fury your heart
And your toughts
And your tongue is a sword
Is a weapon, a war, run it's close
It's an enemy, a stranger, a whore
What a shame, what a frame, what a fear
It's a howl, it's a night, it's a hole, it's a lost
If anybody's gonna hear me
Leave me, let me die alone

Butterfly, butterfly, flying
Through the smoke that's in my chest
I gotta let it out, let it out, let it out
Otherwise it'll die of shame inside my head
I don't wanna be there
Upstairs, upset, against myself again
That case I'll take this things away my place
To find some peace at least in death
Butterfly, butterfly, flying
Through the smoke that's in my chest
I gotta let it out, let it out, let it out
Otherwise it'll die of shame inside my head
I don't wanna be there
Upstairs, upset, againts myself again
That case I'll take this things away my place
To find some peace at least in death