Mala Mariposa from Bad Sports by Jean Dawson

Mala mariposa
Dime cosas
Que me hacen daño

Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores

Mala mariposa
Dime cosas
Que me hacen daño

Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores

See I drive blind
In the sun
Windows full of bugs

See I breeze right
Past a slut
Flickin ciggerrte butts
Yerrrrrrrr

I find
It easy to
Delay all my feelings

I don’t wanna feel this way
I don’t wanna feel the blame
My fuckin heart disinagreay

Mala mariposa
Dime cosas
Que me hacen daño

Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores

Mala mariposa
Dime cosas
Que me hacen daño

Mala mariposa
Ya no llores
Ya no hay flores


And that’s bad butterflies for those
Who don’t speak my tongue
95 down a public street
Bugs splatter all over me
I’m not looking for a Jezebel Tinkerbell
Buzzin’ all under me
Look at my fucking wings
Look at my fucking dreams

And I don’t need a Lezza Leeha Mary or a Kesha
I’m the lonely lover boy
I’m only person I enjoy
I’m the petty product of a friend zone
I’m the kid pretty girls missed on
I’m the good guy that always finished last
So I’ma say if first
You ain’t shit

You got me fucked up
If you think
I’ll still send you flowers
You got me fucked up
If you think
I’ll still send you flowers
You got me fucked up
If you think
I’ll still send you flowers
You got me fucked up
If you think
I’ll still send you flowers

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