Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Moths , by - Cubbiebear. Release date: 29.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Moths , by - Cubbiebear. Moths |
| I let 'er back, wasn’t as easy as I thought it’d be |
| Solving thoughts of self-worth, getting over you |
| Feeling all these feet that I’m underneath |
| The words are coming about as easy as |
| My peace that it swallows in between |
| And I’m lost with she consuming my thoughts |
| Turning he to he is something I don’t need |
| Right, afraid of you, or afraid of me? |
| Aging the lesson, living in future’s worry |
| I could never see, so I’m allowed to question |
| And it’s not to leave us left guessing |
| I just wanna breath with a chest free of tension |
| Have an answer that defines the meaning |
| It’s hard to believe though right? |
| Honesty, now even the truth is hard to read |
| So we coop up afraid to speak and stay silent just be |
| 'Cause anger follows the word we, and we don’t get |
| We try, look pathetic, regret that warmth or freeze |
| I’ll stand rejected these words infest |
| And now hurt is a cure, wings spread be free |
| And I’ll try to be |
| Sometimes I’m guessing the lessons learned |
| Are stretched in tethered seams, seems to stretch |
| Mixing up my thoughts, fuckin' up my speech |
| And the circle circle’s |
| Starts at the scene where you decide to leave |
| And I can’t pretend to not see if you’re right |
| Cause if I was you I guess, I would hate me |
| Yeah I felt like that way for like, I 'dunno, for a while, uh, I was like, |
| too busy trying to like, fix a thing, and keep it alive |
| This is why I step regardless of fate |
| I move from you, feeling sick and afraid |
| Foot at a time every day more empty |
| So I paint but everything bleeds gray |
| You want proof that I move from what I do |
| With every truth seen as excuse |
| What’s the use of blame? |
| Already bruised |
| And claimed everything that we went through |
| I’m out of pockets to hold this shame with |
| So sick of past and pain you keep placed in |
| So I mass mistakes and turn facing a grudge |
| That claim them, hoping it won’t hate it |
| But it’s a monster, it’s not solid |
| My hands go right through |
| So dark and abused, a shadow to hide promises |
| We used to hold on to |
| The only conviction that’s said so plain |
| Is against in defense of misjudged statements |
| Till we shake in rage you hold aim with a weight |
| To carry my name in |
| I’m making you look like a bad person, right? |
| Is that what you’d say? |
| I can’t feel guilty all the time |
| And there’s only so much I could take |
| So the stress made a space in old is a tell in the mirror |
| Only we don’t grow, just age to the point of defeat |
| And it shows, straining to speak but just don’t |
| As awful as I ever was |
| Hoping for hope, grabbing at air with stares so cold |
| And a person who crumbles in between holds |
| I sift through it looking for gold, but find, that I won’t |
| You know what? |
| That’s always like the weird part too, like when people break up |
| and it gets like, ugly and terrible. |
| Like how come they can’t just remember, |
| like when they met, they saw something beautiful in each other. |
| They found an attractive person they’re like, you know, 'I wanna find out more |
| about them, they seem incredible, they seem very nice, they seem… |
| blah blah blah' and you learn about that person. |
| Why’s it all have to get ugly? |
| Why can’t it just be remembered that, it started because you fuckin' liked |
| each other |
| This distance creates a space |
| We fill with fingers pointing cross-ways |
| And hold our hearts, pledging our side |
| So brave but afraid to step off base |
| Such a waste of air to fill words when |
| Our exhales that hope to help cure just hurt |
| And we search through what’s heard for comfort |
| But keep finding an ugly person |
| It’s pathetic, someone’s gotta say it |
| At this point, I’ve run out of guilt |
| Somewhere between my try and your pride |
| Free will has turned this to an easy kill |
| Mistakes are made at times, I’m not perfect |
| And worse shit you could even claim |
| But a better person forgives and moves on |
| Blame threads every glance that you make |
| I’m losing my will to care or be there, be alone |
| If the truth is mutual, I know, my silence is hell |
| where you told take note |
| Poke the bear beware the path you chose |
| Cause you my belly up |
| And I ought to know the same shot |
| I could show where you rot |
| I could push and prod till you fold |
| But I’m not I won’t |
| I could but I don’t |
| I hold that fault to my chest |
| One hand waving my best, drowning |
| Afraid of distance but let |
| The two of us left upset, stop shouting |
| Assuming a mess, the toll it takes to just rest |
| In peace each piece still counting |
| Ways to forget, unless it’s a win it’s just stress |
| In address to nothing amounting |
| So let’s just bet on downing each other again |
| Prep that poker face, push all in |
| You’re all verse to all of me, blood and skin |
| Who wins can say let’s just be friends |
| And flaunt it, other pretends to not lose face |
| Gives in, smiles that keep up in company |
| But never feel safe, neglects, reject, just blend in |