Blood soaked butterflies
Flutter through the air
Their beauty a deadly disguise
So I’ll warn you now:
Beware.
Blood soaked butterflies
Landing on my arm
As they whisper in my ear
The temptations of self-harm
Blood soaked butterflies
Fucking with my head
As they promote mutilation
I say:
“I'll read a book instead.”
Blood soaked butterflies
Messing with my mind
As I long to have that feeling
Like there’s nothing left inside...
Blood soaked butterflies
I banish them from my thoughts
And I fight to keep them out
As I pin them to a white wall
And try not to think about
Blood soaked butterflies
Slowly dying on the wall
