Moth
AudioslaveAs again I put my hand over the flame
I thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun
But it turned out the way it does with everyone
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burned and fallen down so many times before
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I love the heat, I love the things that I forgot
I love the strings that tied me down and cut me off
I was a king, I was a moth with painted wings made of cloth
When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burned and fallen down so many times before
I don't fly around, fly around
Fly around
I don't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burned and fallen down so many times before
I won't fly around, fly around
I won't fly around your fire anymore
I don't fly around your fire anymore
Burned and fallen down so many times before
I don't fly around, fly around
Fly around