Butterfly

Butterfly

 What am I?
 I wish I was a butterfly I'd fly And fly 
 Until it was my time to die
 It's creeping in again
 I know what I really am
 No more pretty, purple,
 Peaceful butterfly

 Simple life
 If I were a butterfly
 I'd fly and fly 
 Until it was my time to die
 It's creeping in again
 I know What I really am
 No more pretty, purple,
 Peaceful butterfly
 [bad word] see the blood that's in my bed [bad word] hear the things
 That nobody talks about
 Shut up your mouth
 Shame on you, shame on me

 Look at me 
 I wish I was a honey bee
 I'd be
 Anything, anything other than
 The things I have been

 I slip out of my skin 
 So I don't have to do it again
 But just a passing thought 
 And your filth is seeping in
 [bad word] [bad word] my hands 
 They [bad word] clean [bad word] sit with me
 While the walls press in on me
 Shut Off that light 
 Shame on you, shame on me
 [bad word] see the blood that's in my bed [bad word] hear the things
 That nobody talks about
 Shut up your mouth
 Shame on you, shame
 [bad word] [bad word] my hands 
 They [bad word] clean [bad word] sit with me
 While the walls press in on me
 Shut Off that light 
 Shame on you, shame on me