Moth

Oh, a headache of red lights and white traffic
Creeping through the peepshows and the alleys, so lovely

It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off?

Outside I swear her thighs were breathing
"Everyone says how I look much younger than I am"

It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off?
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off?

Now I'm lost in my lust in a dream that lasts forever
Like a moth to the flame, this will be the end of me
I could hide in the flesh, we could find ourselves together

Bury me to my neck, oh I swear I'll never leave
Silent sirens confess sweet nothings
"Every man is just another boy who cries, 'Mama'"

It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off?
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off?

Now I'm lost in my lust in a dream that lasts forever
Like a moth to the flame, this will be the end of me
I could hide in the flesh, we could find ourselves together

Bury me to my neck, oh I swear I'll never leave
It's on my mind, it's all the time, can I get off?



Credits
Writer(s): James Andrew Saunders, Thomas Vincent Whitty, Nã©al Francis Sutherland, Neal Francis Sutherland
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