Motions - Black Flies

Days, they change like the weather

And I have never, been on my own

Take me, yeah on the outside

Haunting cat cries, can you feel the tone?

It moves in everything

I, perpetuate your sin

Lately, yeah I’ve been watching

They’re always talking, from the room

Oh and the days, how they change like the weather

And I have never, found my home

It moves in everything

I, perpetuate your sin