She passed me by, the butterfly, unwilling to be caught
Its majesty humbled me, I was it's thing to be played with
The span of its rainbow wings taking all of my mind
Unable to be appreciated because I knew it would fly away

It was me, in every way
The thing I desired above every other prize
The thing I feared more than the greatest ghouls
It's twisted tongue throwing me away from its might
It's imperfection made it perfect, it made me love

The rest don't cut it, they never did
There's plenty more butterflies in this world
But none have stopped to let me see its might like this
It flew away with the rest
And in the end, I failed the test.

Have them build your walls with stone and brick
Then take them back to feed the pigs
Feeling threatened by another tone
Prefer to leave them all alone
Then we'll stand up nice and scary
We'll show the gun, the badge, but don't be wary
Nothing to fear if nothing to hide
We're always here if you want to confide
Perhaps the shop owner down the road
Perhaps that new family that just strode
Into our workplaces, our streets, our churches
Yes officer I think that was an illegal purchase
It's PC gone mad! Let's make it great again!
I'll wear the hat, it makes me proud!
Finally we can speak just as we'd like again
Say ****** and *** and **** and *****
People telling me what to do I can hardly think
Can't these SJW's get off my neck, I can hardly breath!

Your twinkle makes my eyes bleed
Something pure as blood
I’ve ran miles trying to find your heat
Intoxication never owns up
An infinity pool where the memories never end
Seasonal depression will always forbid my heart to mend

Rough, twisted yet kind
You told me things that could fulfill my mind
Attraction to the red you wore only brought me closer to that
Hole.
Yet the whole story was never clear to me
It was exciting, I never thought I’d be invited to the cookout downstairs
But you made me feel like I could be invited anywhere

Crackling, cackling, beating and barking
I was always aware the walls were burning around me
But I liked playing with fire
The eyes off to the side always taunting me
Serving as a constant reminder
This was the last warm day in October
Soon these Demons would have other plans

It wasn’t so bad after all
Now I’m covered in dirt
Cold as the 31st
Some might see these circumstances as a wicked Trick
But I just remember being there was such a Treat