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