The Ghost Of A Saber Tooth Tiger - Moth To A Flame Lyrics

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