Mothlike

The night falls, I watch you sleep
The dust from the ceiling falls
And my hands are warm
The mothlike creatures
I wish I had their wings

In the dead of night
I feel
I can't close my eyes
It's clear
If I stay awake
He will stay alive
Like a rattlesnake
Sound is my bite

Faith is what you make of it
I thought I told you not to step outside
Stand in line
Your freedom is how you pay for it
Just cover your face and stay in line

Faith is what you make of it
I thought I told you not to step outside
Stand in line
Your freedom is how you pay for it
Just cover your face and stay in line