Acidic Butterflies
Poisons kicking in, I can feel it from within
Butterflies melting in my stomach
That's the way it is
Glass is running out of sand
Just hold my hand
I hate myself the more I treat you like you're shit
Why do I act like this?
Cutting my wrist
My skin peeling off my body
Blood drips as I'm cutting
Find me at home, I'm all on my own
Feeling alone, I'm stuck in a zone
Everything seems smaller now
Now that you're gone
Everything's smaller now
Now that you're gone
I'm not here anymore
I'm watching myself hit the floor
Butterflies melting in my stomach
That's the way it is
Glass is running out of sand
Just hold my hand
I hate myself the more I treat you like you're shit
Why do I act like this?
Cutting my wrist
My skin peeling off my body
Blood drips as I'm cutting
Find me at home, I'm all on my own
Feeling alone, I'm stuck in a zone
Everything seems smaller now
Now that you're gone
Everything's smaller now
Now that you're gone
I'm not here anymore
I'm watching myself hit the floor
Credits
Writer(s): Noah Austin Allburn
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