They've clipped my wings again
tore them apart and then left me
No use to fly away to
my yesterday of freedom
My eyes died back that day
seeing the hurt I may have done
Beat me instead of them
pain is my only zen of fun
I'll go where secrets are sold
where roses unfold
I'll sleep as time goes by
So hurting here is where I belong dreaming a song
blood on my hands to staying strong
The flowers in the graveyard are all gone I don't belong
there is no right to heal the wrong
soup's on hot feeling like a do or die
I can't throw up don't think i even want to try
You still can't make me cry
you've pinned this butterfly down
My fire's burning out
kill my flame without a frown
And starving hurts the soul
when you're hungry for some love
So if I close my eyes
I can really fly above
(Pré-Refrão)
I can't throw up don't think I even want to
tryyy- tryyyy-
(Refrão)
I can't throw up don't think i even want to try