Moth

Flesh on flesh, rub it red
Time does not conform to man
Like a wave, crashing on
Split the rocks to either side

Starting on the right foot, then the left foot
Mind filed down, double back, semper fi!
Blind leading blind mice, take your shot kid
Stare the man down, shove the spear in his side
Holding back your vomit while the bombs hit
Single file back dirty maggots chewing lead
Trust fund is empty, future burning
Build the pyre up til the flames lick the sky

War torn kid, lose your mind pull the pin
War torn kid, in your death you will live
War torn kid, once was lost now is found
War torn kid, your life will forfeit

Life or death, pay your debts!
Like a moth to the flame
Flesh on flesh, rub it red!



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Writer(s): Beau Williams
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