Butterflies

No more regrets
I carried more than I can carry on
I sew it shut, pretending that it keeps me on

But all the butterflies are breaking loose
From all the pressure and the smothering abuse

So I disappear then I
Divide these chains defy
To feel alive again
To feel alive again
To feel alive again
To feel alive again

When all of this is over, will I be happier?
Rip off the bandaid now
It's time to take back what's mine
Rip off the bandaid now
It's time to take back what's mine

I did the work
I paid the price
I gave my best
I rolled the dice
I bit my tongue
I held the line
I lost the fight
But still I tried

Now I'm going clear, and I
Decide who I will be
To feel alive again

Pull out the knife that's sticking in my back
Pull out the knife that's sticking in my back
Pull out the knife that's sticking in my back
Pull out the knife that's sticking in my back
So I could feel alive
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