Letras
Every night
I watch from my window
The moths
Dancing around the fake moon
Sun will rise
And hit our eyes through tiny shutter lines
Summer time
I know why you still wear your winter coat
Don't want to grow
I know why you still hide under other people's clothes
Wanting to preserve
But only stealing their bones
I grew out of mine
I grew out of mine
I grew out of mine
I grew out of mine