
Date of issue: 02.12.2021
Song language: English
11 ton butterfly |
Butterfly die with me. |
Skull in silver decoration. |
Leave this glass in my toe, a symbol of my depression. |
And now it’s pouring red from my smile, laughs from my veins, |
I’ve left emptied before you. |
And I can’t find anything to say, why you hung yourself before me. |
I don’t think I’m coming home. |
I made a mess of my bones |
Something in my head gone wrong. |
Pistol buried deep and cold. |
You look so sad for me, a little taste of my frustration. |
And as you scrape me from the floor, there ain’t no more confusion |
About the way I feel, bite my tongue, eternity. |
Dark runs so red the ocean. |
Cracks your mind, turning to clay. |
Lead snake slow in the river. |
I don’t think I’m coming home. |
I made a mess of my bones. |
Something in my head gone wrong. |
Pistol buried, now I hold not a thing. |
Name | Year |
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hollow | 2021 |
billygoat | 2021 |
hogwallow | 2021 |
mama, moses and me | 2021 |
wisteria | 2021 |
zootiehead | 2021 |
in the way eye | 2021 |
drowning | 2021 |
closer | 2021 |
goddess | 2021 |