Kroh - These Butterflies

Maybe I died?
How would I know?
It feels like I lost a soul.
Something inside tells me I know,
it tells me where to go.

Give back my mind,
give back my soul,
and give back a sense of control.

Still wonder what is real and what is fantasy,
still walking down the path of distant memories,
still haunted by those melodies…
you've taken away from me.

No sense of time,
I should have known,
too much to take in whole.
And I panic, why?
I do not know,
these butterflies turn to crows.

And they do not fly, there's nowhere to go,
they burrow into my soul.

Still wonder what is real and what is fantasy,
still walking down the path of distant memories,
still haunted by those melodies…
you've taken away from me.

I can't contain this hunger,
so weak yet pain grows stronger,
you fed me insanity,
look what you have done to me.

Maybe I died,
how would I know,
feels like I lost my soul.

Still wonder what is real and what is fantasy,
still walking down the path of distant memories,
still haunted by those melodies…
you've taken away from me.

ahhhhhh