Sometimes I feel like a butterfly
And I like to eat children
But sometimes they run away
So I cry
And then later I smoke some weed to calm myself
So I fall down the stairs and break my soul
So I eat another one
And the cycle repeats
Sometimes I feel like a butterfly
And I like to eat children
But sometimes they run away
So I cry
And then later I smoke some weed to calm myself
So I fall down the stairs and break my soul
So I eat another one
And the cycle repeats