Moth to a Flame Songtext
von The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger

Charmed like a flie
by the artificial light
Going round in circles we are creatures of the night
Moth to a flame
Fluttering in vain
Girl you know I can′t refrain
Sitting in your room Sadly spinning your cocoon
All the magistrates
are waiting for you to bloom
The silk menagerie you weaved is bursting at the seems
Girl
your colors can't be seen