

(hushhhh) Pin me down inside this glass frame
Dusty velvet, no one knows my name
You like the colors on my bruised spine
Keep me captive till I align
But the glass is starting to crack (yeah)
There is no turning back
I'm a butterfly with broken wings Struggling to fly against your strings
Watch me crash into the dirt and stone
Better off shattered than your own (go!)
Fingertips covered in gold leaf
Every pattern hiding the grief
You admire the fractures in the shell
While I am burning in this quiet hell
And the glass is starting to crack (yeah) There is no turning
back
I'm a butterfly with broken wings
Struggling to fly against your strings
Watch me crash into the dirt and stone
Better off shattered than your own
Break the glass!
Break it off!
I am not your souvenir!
Break the glass! Cut me loose!
I won't disappear!
I'm a butterfly with broken wings
Struggling to fly against your strings
Watch me crash into the dirt and stone
Better off shattered than your own
Broken wings... (shatter)