Mothlike کے بول

The night falls I watch you sleep The dust from the ceiling falls And my hands are warm The mothlike creatures I wish I had their wings In the dead of night I feel I can't close my eyes It's clear If I stay awake He will stay alive Like a rattlesnake Sound is my bite Faith is what you make of it I thought I told you not to step outside You stay in line Your freedom is how you pay for it Just cover your face and stay in line Faith is what you make of it I thought I told you not to step outside You stay in line Your freedom is how you pay for it Just cover your face and stay in line