Moths

Holding on to spider webs

Both my eyes and in my head

Got no time for cigarettes

Cause I ain't got nowhere to smoke



Oh, we'll settle down

In a shitty little dead end town

Oh, we'll settle down

All the children running upside down



Moths all flying out the mouth

Records spin around and round

Every single subtle sound

Pulls me closer to the ground



Oh, we'll settle down

In a shitty little dead end town

Oh, we'll settle down

All the children running upside down



Well if you're not quite screwed on right

You gotta loosen up

If your first night wasn't tight

Go tighten up

I hope that's not too much



All the children kill and steal

Breaking open ropes and seals

So turn my wheels and turn my heels

And tell me what you wanna steal