Acidic Butterflies

Poisons kicking in, I can feel it from within Butterflies melting in my stomach That's the way it is Glass is running out of sand Just hold my hand I hate myself the more I treat you like you're shit Why do I act like this? Cutting my wrist My skin peeling off my body Blood drips as I'm cutting Find me at home, I'm all on my own Feeling alone, I'm stuck in a zone Everything seems smaller now Now that you're gone Everything's smaller now Now that you're gone I'm not here anymore I'm watching myself hit the floor