Emmure - Informal Butterflies lyrics
[Emmure - Informal Butterflies lyrics]
It's all in my head
I know it isn't real but I can't help it
Bullet in my temple will fix all my problems
Cure my illness you are all so perfect
I wish I was like you but I'm worthless
Follow me I'll take you under
Cripple you of joy and slumber
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
I know it isn't real but I can't help it
Bullet in my temple will fix all my problems
Cure my illness you are all so perfect
I wish I was like you but I'm worthless
Follow me I'll take you under
Cripple you of joy and slumber
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
Wake me up I'm dead
End me and the nightmares over
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