Antisocial Butterfly
I am the insect
In the corner of the room
I'm minding my own business
But people want to crush me with their shoes
Until I'm bursting
All my guts on the hardwood floor
This is why I don't open up to anybody anymore
I'm never coming out of my chrysalis
Never going through a metamorphosis
I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Just an antisocial butterfly
Back in the 9th grade
My friends sent me to the guidance counselor
For threatening to kill myself
On AOL Instant Messenger
That's the kind of information
I share with people at a party
Then I go home and panic
And text everyone I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I didn't
I'm never coming out of my chrysalis
Never going through a metamorphosis
I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Just an antisocial butterfly
I'm so fucking fragile
Na na na (yeah)
Na na na na (I'm so fucking fragile)
Na na na (yeah)
Aren't we all just creepy, crawly things
Gross eyeballs, brains, and arms, and legs
We live, and we die, and we fry in the sun
What if god is a little kid killing bugs for fun
I'm never coming out of my chrysalis (na na na)
Never going through a metamorphosis (na na)
I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die (na na na)
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Never coming out of my chrysalis (na na na)
Never going through a metamorphosis (na na na na)
I'm flipping you off while I flutter by (na na na)
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Just an antisocial butterfly
I'm so fucking fragile
In the corner of the room
I'm minding my own business
But people want to crush me with their shoes
Until I'm bursting
All my guts on the hardwood floor
This is why I don't open up to anybody anymore
I'm never coming out of my chrysalis
Never going through a metamorphosis
I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Just an antisocial butterfly
Back in the 9th grade
My friends sent me to the guidance counselor
For threatening to kill myself
On AOL Instant Messenger
That's the kind of information
I share with people at a party
Then I go home and panic
And text everyone I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I didn't
I'm never coming out of my chrysalis
Never going through a metamorphosis
I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Just an antisocial butterfly
I'm so fucking fragile
Na na na (yeah)
Na na na na (I'm so fucking fragile)
Na na na (yeah)
Aren't we all just creepy, crawly things
Gross eyeballs, brains, and arms, and legs
We live, and we die, and we fry in the sun
What if god is a little kid killing bugs for fun
I'm never coming out of my chrysalis (na na na)
Never going through a metamorphosis (na na)
I'm afraid if you touch me I'll get injured and die (na na na)
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Never coming out of my chrysalis (na na na)
Never going through a metamorphosis (na na na na)
I'm flipping you off while I flutter by (na na na)
I'm an antisocial butterfly
Just an antisocial butterfly
I'm so fucking fragile
Credits
Writer(s): Alden Witt, Candi Carpenter, Peter Shurkin
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