What the f*ck are you doing up there?
Huh, alright
Mhm
It's 3 A.M.
And there's a moth in my room, again
It's 3 A.M.
And there's a moth in my room, again
Don't know why it's always at 3 A.M.
Don't know why it's always, always always
Don't know why it's always at 3 A.M.
Don't know why it's always, always always
Always almost time to go post up in bed
When I notice and start noting something 'bove my head
Eyes focus on this hopeless butterfly brethren
Scares some, to me, just befuddling
You see, way they, behave, intrigues
My mind's, creative side, ideas, electrify
Like how's this, furry fly, of the night
Only seeking the light, when it's not bright?
Maaan!
Don't know why it's always at 3 A.M.
Don't know why it's always, always always
Don't know why it's always at 3 A.M.
Don't know why it's always, always always
It's 3 A.M.
And there's a moth in my room, again
It's 3 A.M.
And there's a moth in my room, again
Raynk the Mothman