Moth - Audioslave

Thought I was different and it seems I’m just the same

As a game I put my hand over the flame

I thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun

But it turned out the way it does with everyone

Oh, oh I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

Burnin', fallin’down so many times before

I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

I love the heat I love the things that I forgot

I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off

I was a king, I was a moth with painted wings made of cloth

When did the flame burn so high and get so hot?

Oh, oh I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

Burnin', fallin’down so many times before

I don’t fly around, fly around

Fly around

I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

Burnin', fallin’down so many times before

I won’t fly around, fly around

I won’t fly around you’re fire anymore

I don’t fly around you’re fire anymore

Burnin', fallin’down so many times before

I don’t fly around, fly around

Oh Fly around, oh