Pimp A Butterfly

Brutus

Et tu Brutus?

After sharing my pain
You go and do the same
You twist the knife and push it deeper I wait to go, wait for the Reaper
But my time isn't near and this hill just becomes steeper
Scarred already and you have added another scar
Well at least I am surviving, surviving this war
But why am in battle? What lessons will I learn from this?
Why must I hurt? Why can't I go without pain to be bliss?
Why do I have to bloom with tattered petals
Why must I fly with missing feathers?
What am I to gain with daggers in my back?
Why did you join them to add another in my back?
Was my love too much? Toxic?
You know you could've refused it

But now I do not know you your name is now Brutus