social butterfly hey mister elets share the chemicalsso i can sleephonestly, i have recurring dreamsyoud not believelook at mei bet you cant see my jaw for my teeth

praying just to fade (im stealing air)praying for the hate (to push me there)praying for my fate (to fade)what a social butterfly!

now 4am, is like the best friendthat i never hadmy eyelids are like flying saucerswith bad tourettes when i wakeill wish my car had matching broken brakes

butterflies eat butterflies sometimesim just eating chemicals all nighti dont feel safe until after darkmy hiding is down to a fine art

praying to escape (on blistered knees)praying for the day (when ill believe)praying for my fate (to fade)what a social butterfly!

ill fly away