I'll come clean or at least I'll try, secrets that with me will die
Can't you see butterfly?
We always wear a mask
Lamb costume with a wolf inside
We all have a facade
Locked in your chrysalis for a lifetime
Oh pretty wings, fresh starts ain't cheap
You should know by now
Do you wanna feel were my wings used to be?
Turn to black your eyes, burn your fingertips
Bring out your darkest desires
Feed on your pain and pleasure
This feeling is as close as I can get to heaven
If I offered you the moon
You'd be a butterfly
To a neon light
Like Icarus flying to a sun
Where my forbidden designs are
Don't get hurt
Or the mark will haunt you for the rest of your life
Honesty is a lost form of art
You don't have the expertise, half truths you will find
Sometimes it's so easy to read your mind
Oh yeah, that particular smell of lies
Don't speak, don't listen, never see
Treasons
Guilty as charged
In black and white
Demons and butterflies
Do you wanna feel were my wings used to be?
Turn to black your eyes, burn your fingertips
Bring out your darkest desires
Feed on your pain and pleasure
This feeling is as close as I can get to heaven
In black and white
Demons and butterflies
Can't you see butterfly?
We always wear a mask
Lamb costume with a wolf inside
We all have a facade
Locked in your chrysalis for a lifetime
Oh pretty wings, fresh starts ain't cheap
You should know by now
Do you wanna feel were my wings used to be?
Turn to black your eyes, burn your fingertips
Bring out your darkest desires
Feed on your pain and pleasure
This feeling is as close as I can get to heaven
If I offered you the moon
You'd be a butterfly
To a neon light
Like Icarus flying to a sun
Where my forbidden designs are
Don't get hurt
Or the mark will haunt you for the rest of your life
Honesty is a lost form of art
You don't have the expertise, half truths you will find
Sometimes it's so easy to read your mind
Oh yeah, that particular smell of lies
Don't speak, don't listen, never see
Treasons
Guilty as charged
In black and white
Demons and butterflies
Do you wanna feel were my wings used to be?
Turn to black your eyes, burn your fingertips
Bring out your darkest desires
Feed on your pain and pleasure
This feeling is as close as I can get to heaven
In black and white
Demons and butterflies
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