mandag, september 13, 2004

The Moth

The moth don't care when he sees the flame
He might get burned, but he's in the game
And once he's in, he can't go back
He'll beat his wings 'til he burns them black
No, the moth don't care when he sees the flame
No, the moth don't care when he sees the flame

The moth don't care if the flame is real
Cause moth and flame got a sweetheart deal
And nothing fuels a good flirtation
Like need and anger and deperation
No, the moth don't care if the flame is real
No, the moth don't care if the flame is real

So, come on, let's go - ready or not
Cause there's a flame I know, hotter than hot
And with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away

The moth don't care if the flame burns low
Cause moth believed in an afterglow
And flames are never doused completely
Alle you really need is the love of the heat
No, the moth don't care if the flame burns low
No, the moth don't care if the flame burns low

So, come on, let's go - ready or not
Cause there's a flame I know, hotter than hot
And with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot away


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