I need to die alright
Call butterfly and ask what it's like
My myself and I
A silk room and a knife
Shredded wings
A spider with no legs
Running out my days
Shredded wings
Illusions just control
The only thing that flies is the soul
The only thing that flies
I need to kill myself
Call caterpillar and ask if it's felt
The x across his head
He dreams of going to bed
Shredded wings
Tt's simple and it's safe
I walk alot these days
Shredded wings
I never meant for this to tear us apart,
When I wrapped you up tight in my arms
And you slipped away from me
Shredded wings
A firm grip on my knife
I said the only thing that flies is the soul
I said the only thing that flies is the soul and I was right