Moth

Thought I was different, it seems I'm just the same As again 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 I don't fly around your fire anymore I don't fly around your fire anymore Burned and fallen down so many times before I don't fly around your fire anymore I love the heat, I love the things that I forgot I love the strings that tied 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? [Repeat: x3] I don't fly around your fire anymore I don't fly around your fire anymore Burned and fallen down so many times before I don't fly around, fly around Fly around Fly around --- Moth - Audioslave