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So many moths flock to you..
You're a flame
They flutter and singe their wings
you crackle, smoke, and sting
they watch your beauty, I watch your eyes
I don't know whether to shudder
but for you I'd still die
We dance, tonight
I glance into your light
you breathe, I sigh
I'm burned but I'm alive
How many wings will you
rip from their flight?
I'm different, you know it
oh, you love when we collide
Moths~
attempting to fly across
enthralled, it's tempting
to knock them into your arms
So we dance, tonight
I shine when you're alight
you lead, claim your prize
It burns and I feel alive
We dance with pride
tonight I'll be your Bride
You're a flame
They flutter and singe their wings
you crackle, smoke, and sting
they watch your beauty, I watch your eyes
I don't know whether to shudder
but for you I'd still die
We dance, tonight
I glance into your light
you breathe, I sigh
I'm burned but I'm alive
How many wings will you
rip from their flight?
I'm different, you know it
oh, you love when we collide
Moths~
attempting to fly across
enthralled, it's tempting
to knock them into your arms
So we dance, tonight
I shine when you're alight
you lead, claim your prize
It burns and I feel alive
We dance with pride
tonight I'll be your Bride
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