Butterfly

Young body, old mind, plan to dig my own grave

Fuck dreams, erode mine, lay and wait for my slow waste

Was cusping, low tide, now pride's behind a noise gate

The company kept close by, rolled pack while I hold shame

Light one to duck the depths, yeah I mean to lift me up

Or I'll just dunk my head, either way gon fill my lungs

The man I ain't still make me think I'm dangerous to love

Every promise made feel like an oath you'd take in front a judge

This anger in me sucks, using hate to feel above

Mourning in a southern Winter, migrate with the doves

Bone and skin kid suffer within, pints ain't quite enough

Loneliness get fixed with liquor, fine day to get drunk