Thursday, December 1, 2011


It's all wrong, it's all right


I am the next act, waiting in the wings
I am an animal, trapped in your hot car
I am all the days, that you choose to ignore
I am a moth, who just wants to share your light
I am just an insect, trying to get out of the night

I only stick with you, because there are no others

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