This Mad Desire - I Miss Butterfly

I miss my butterfly
I miss my sun
I miss a lot of things
I shoot at with my gun

My gun of no tomorrow
My gun of no way out
My gun of indecision
My gun of doubt

I mean to rip you
And tear everything out
But when I fire
Only flowers come out

When I turn to you and take my aim
I try but I can't seem to lay any blame
Like I keep missing my mark
Like I shoot light instead of dark

It's like I shoot myself when I can't put the bullet in you
It's like I shoot myself when I can't put the bullet in you
It's like I shoot myself when I can't put the bullet in you
It's like I shoot myself when I can't put the bullet in you

Written by:
Mackenzie Kristjon Jenkyns

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Lyrics © MACKENZIE KRISTJON JENKYNS

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