Moth - Ours

Out of the pain, into the fire, out of her hands, into a liar

It will be better if everyone gave what they wanted

And they said what they want

It would be better.

it would be better

Hate, on the left of me pain, on the right side

They’re taking the best of me, wait for the right time

But stay out of the sun

Stay out of the sun

You fell from her hands, into your sight

Felt everything, wish you went blind

It would be better, it will be better

Out of the way, out of the way, out of the way

Hate, on the left of me, pain, on the right side

They’re taking the best of me, wait for the right time

But stay out of the sun, stay out of the sun

Stay out of the sun

There’s a glare there in the sun that will tear

Tear through the ones that were there

Cared when no one else was there

They carried you home

Is it true a moth dies flying into the light?

Is it true a moth dies flying into the light?

True, a moth dies flying into the light

Is it true a moth dies in the light?

Stay out of the way, out of the way

Into the pain, out of the, out of the way

Out of the way, out of the way

It will be better, into the womb

The heels of her letter, into the womb

If we forget her, into the womb