Dead Butterfly
Ephemeral Wings: Unveiling the Poignant Tale of a Lost Soul
Lyrics
I don't have the energy needed to go outside
I lack the energy required to venture outside.
Bedroom filling up with my demons, in blankets I hide
My bedroom is becoming a refuge for my inner struggles, and I seek solace under blankets.
When they say you've got potential
Despite being told that I have potential,
But it's too late to try
It feels too late to make an effort.
Wasted beauty, like a dead butterfly
My beauty is wasted, reminiscent of a dead butterfly.
When your wings weigh like water
When my capabilities feel heavy and burdensome like water,
Do you stop to wonder why
I pause to contemplate the reasons.
You've thrown it all away, you're a dead butterfly
I've discarded everything, resembling a dead butterfly.
You're a dead butterfly
Reiteration: I am a dead butterfly.
This life, must be something that's in the screens that keeps us down
This existence may be influenced by the screens that oppress us.
We're all depressed and dreary and bedridden
We are collectively experiencing sadness and lethargy, confined to our beds.
No motivation now
There is no drive or motivation left.
When they say you've got potential
Despite the acknowledgment of potential,
But it's too late to try
It seems too late to make an attempt.
Wasted beauty, like a dead butterfly
Beauty is wasted, akin to a dead butterfly.
When your wings weigh like water
When my abilities feel as heavy as water,
Do you stop to wonder why
I reflect on the reasons behind it.
You've thrown it all away, you're a dead butterfly
Everything has been forsaken, resembling a dead butterfly.
You're a dead butterfly
Reiteration: I am a dead butterfly.
Can't move from this stale room
I'm stuck in this stagnant room, unable to move.
Dried out before you left the cocoon
I've withered away before even leaving my protective shell (cocoon).
You're future's gold
My potential is valuable, but I only perceive the passing of time repeatedly.
But all you see is time and time again
Time and again, all I see is the inner surface of the wall.
The inside of the wall
Reiteration: Despite having potential,
When they say you've got potential
It feels too late to put in the effort.
But it's too late to try
Beauty is squandered, resembling a dead butterfly.
Wasted beauty, like a dead butterfly
When my capabilities feel as weighty as water,
When your wings weigh like water
I contemplate the reasons for it.
Do you stop to wonder why
Everything has been abandoned, like a dead butterfly.
You've thrown it all away, you're a dead butterfly
Reiteration: I am a dead butterfly.
You're a dead butterfly
Concluding reiteration: I am a dead butterfly.
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