Moth, Moth

Moth, Moth Flickering flame too near, Attraction to your death You're too hypnotized to fear As you flirt with your final breath Moth, Moth, Your mother off and to the side, Watches you do your dangerous dance In frustration she has cried... Moth, Moth Return to your Mother Moth's protective love Don't dive into that flame Can't you hear the cries above? Moth, Moth... Meth, Meth... Flickering flames You fly too close to untimely death.