Moths Songtext
von Captain Monk

Shelter now swallow down the tube
In case you′re all leaving
They're saying it′s safer to assume
Where you go you won't need it

Leaving your number on the door
Got so close I could feel it
I'd say you won′t need it anymore ′cause
The moth's wings are beating
The crows are all feeding

Lay down your arms now fading
Back to the sea
Black is the ballast of a submarine

Face first guzzle down the mold
Prostrate and fearful
Strap on the muzzle nice and cold and
Give them an earful


Yeah we′re all bleeding
Funning that your dude don't exist
But the box springs are creaking
The moth′s wings are beating
And the crows are all feeding

Lay down your arms now fading
Back to the sea
Black is the ballast of a submarine

Shelter now swallow down the tube
Sounds like you're leaving
They′re saying it's safer to assume
Where you go you won't need it


Where you go you won′t need it
Where you go you won′t need it
Where you go you won't need it
Where you go you won′t need it
Where you go you won't need it
The moth′s wings beating
Where you go you won't need it
The crows are feeding
Where you go you won′t need it
The moth's wings beating
Where you go you won't need it
The crows are feeding
Where you go you won′t need it
The moth′s wings beating
Where you go you won't need it
The crows are feeding
Where you go you won′t need it
The moth's wings beating
Where you go you won′t need it
The crows are feeding
Where you go you won't need it
The moth′s wings beating
Where you go you won't need it
The crows are feeding
Where you go you won't need it
The moth′s wings beating
Where you go you won′t need it
The crows are feeding
Where you go you won't need it
Where you go you won′t need it