Mystery, that's my kind (feat. High on suicide) [remix]

Butterfly, butterflies, ain't your kind
But I tell you now, that's my shit
Mystery, mystery, that's my kind
Ain't looking for paradise

Butterfly, butterflies, ain't your kind
But I tell you now, that's my shit
Mystery, mystery, that's my kind
Ain't looking for paradise

I fucking hate being asked about
My mental health
I don't know how to respond
I don't know myself

If I knew, I would've told you
About the issues I dealt with
Or the issues that I deal
With on a minute-to-minute
Basis

I need to cut off all the
Fake shit
So I can find out
Where my base is
I mean, that shit's
Basic
I was never taught
The basics
I never knew how
To tie my laces

I never really thought
About being on
Them stages
Was never really
Looking forward
To meeting all
The people that
Hate me
Because I didn't
Fall into
Their expectations

I know I'm really
Petty
But I do it
Just to save me
I don't do it
'cause I hate you
I just do it
'cause I love me

I wanna take a
Break from
All the noise
I wanna take
A break
From all
The noise
I really wanna
I wanna take
A break
From all
The noise
I wanna take
A break
From all
The noise
I really wanna

Butterfly, butterflies
Ain't your kind
But I tell you now
That's my shit
Mystery, mystery
That's my kind
Ain't looking
For paradise

Butterfly, butterflies
Ain't your kind
But I tell you now
That's my shit
Mystery, mystery
That's my kind
Ain't looking
For paradise