Lletres: Aimee Mann. Lost In Space. The Moth.

The moth don't care when he sees the flame
he might get burned but he's in the game
and once he's in he can't go back, and
beat his wings 'til he burns them black
no the moth don't care when he sees the flame
no the moth don't care when he sees the flame

the moth don't care if the flame is real
'cause flame and moth got a sweetheart deal
and nothing fuels a good flirtation
like need and anger and desperation
no the moth don't care if the flame is real
no the moth don't care if the flame is real

So come on let's go ready or not
'cause there's a flame I know hotter than hot
and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot

away

the moth don't care if the flame burns low
'cause moth believes in an afterglow
and flames are never douzed completely
all you really need is a love of heat
no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low
no, the moth don't care if the flame burns low

So come on let's go ready or not
'cause there's a flame I know hotter than hot
and with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot
away