show me your enemies Lyrics

You remind me of feelings long ago that I had buried inside

Butterflies and doves

There's at least a hundred in my stomach that fly

Stomach that fly

Wondering why

Can't seem to speak to you when my tongue isn't tied

You never wanted advice

It simply doesn't apply

Promise you that I've been through a fucking hundred of times

Like are you kidding me I

Would give you anything like

Does it feel any different

If I give pity a try

Show me your enemies

I'm sure that they're itching to die

And if it's too much

Hide your eyes

They're way too pretty to cry

They tend to mimic the sky

Maybe the city at night

And if it's too much on your heart you can just give it to mine

But if you didn't it's fine

I'm down to give it some time

And I'll pretend when you admit it

It just didn't apply

Show me your enemies

I'm sure that they're itching to die

And if it's too much

Hide your eyes

They're way too pretty to cry

And if it's too much on your heart you can just give it to mine

You remind me of feelings long ago that I had buried inside

Butterflies and doves

There's at least a hundred in my stomach that fly

Baby can you tell me what you meant when you said

You had no intentions to be moved so do less

Is it in my head or is it just illusions

Baby i'm not one to dream unless they're deep and lucid

Like are you messing with me

Constant questioning of things

Do you ever stop to think what kind of message it leaves

You're so obsessed with the breeze

Give you a second to breathe

Said its just a niche

Seems more like an obsession to me

You're scared of death and disease

You said that heaven was niche

Read a book that said hell was negative seven degrees

Read it in less than a week

Guess it's impressive to see

How you treat it like a subliminal message to read

Like are you messing with me

Constant questioning of things

You're so obsessed with the breeze

Give you a second to breathe

How you treat it like a subliminal message to read

You remind me of feelings long ago that i had buried inside

Butterflies and doves

There's at least a hundred in my stomach that fly

You remind me of feelings long ago that i had buried inside

Butterflies and doves

There's at least a hundred in my stomach that fly