The Slip - Mothwing Bite Lyrics
Cold fries, I'm half a cigaretteFrom believing they doubled my potionWith those eyes you might have to pretend you don't see me til the song is blownYour blue bow simple as the snowlike confetti, how steady you bloomBut those girls and trouble makes you feel like it's okayYou left a bit I've never seen beforeAnd it was shaped like a mothwingNow I don't have to paint the devil on the wall babeThat's to say it grows but it won't go awayI said boom! My lordIf you ever get back to little comptonA bolide, a fire in the sky, a machete I've mistaken my ownThere's no drugs in Boston or L.A. that'll get me homeYou left a bit I've never seen beforeAnd it was shaped like a mothwingAnd now I've left a trail of blood from your window paneBut I'm drawn like a moth to a flameI said boom! My lordIf you ever get back to little compton