*Moth Wings, in the city
Moth Wings, aren't even pretty*
Trying to get far
These wings won't hold me off the ground
Trying to set sail
The ocean storm is knocking you down
It's knocking you down
Steal hearts, at the party
Steal hearts, deny thee
Love is now an icebox filled,
With poison and wines
Platonic memories trying to forget,
Forget all the love that once was,
The trash you once called treasure,
Where hate equals pleasure
*Moth Wings, in the city
Moth Wings, aren't even pretty
Aren't even pretty, Aren't even pretty
Little Moth Wings*
Go now thing about the pretty little things
The innocence that once surrounded love
OH, IT WAS SO OUTSTANDING
Where the beauty lies,
Love is where your truth will die,
Love is where his truth becomes a lie,
She will cry, Oh, she will cry
*Moth Wings, in the city
Well Baby, aren't you so ****
Pretty
Aren't you so ****
Pretty,
Little Moth Wings*
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 2:47 PM UTC
*Moth Wings, in the city
Moth Wings, aren't even pretty*
Trying to get far
These wings won't hold me off the ground
Trying to set sail
The ocean storm is knocking you down
It's knocking you down
Steal hearts, at the party
Steal hearts, deny thee
Love is now an icebox filled,
With poison and wines
Platonic memories trying to forget,
Forget all the love that once was,
The trash you once called treasure,
Where hate equals pleasure
*Moth Wings, in the city
Moth Wings, aren't even pretty
Aren't even pretty, Aren't even pretty
Little Moth Wings*
Go now thing about the pretty little things
The innocence that once surrounded love
OH, IT WAS SO OUTSTANDING
Where the beauty lies,
Love is where your truth will die,
Love is where his truth becomes a lie,
She will cry, Oh, she will cry
*Moth Wings, in the city
Well Baby, aren't you so ****
Pretty
Aren't you so ****
Pretty,
Little Moth Wings*
This is a song that I wrote about 6 months ago. Let it mean to you whatever you feel.
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