Moths to a Flame

Drawn like a moth to a flame,

Well, I'll never call out your name.

Don't feel alone 'cause you know that I feel the same.

So tired and numb from the pills,

And trapped in society's ills,

Well, I hope that you know that I love you and always will.

So my brother be strong,

My brother hold on,

My brother hold on.

When we both feel this pain,

We're one and the same,

We're one and the same.

All that I've got we can share,

All that I have I can't spare.

Whatever the cost, I will help with the cross you bear.

Well, what's life behind the defence?

Attacking and making amends.

You spend all your time hoping one day your life makes sense.

So my brother be strong,

My brother hold on,

My brother hold on.

When we both feel this pain,

We're one and the same,

We're one and the same.

So my brother be strong,

My brother hold on,

My brother hold on.

When we both feel this pain,

We're one and the same,

We're one and the same.

And my sister be strong,

My sister, hold on,

My sister, hold on.

When we both feel this pain,

We're one and the same,

We're moths to a flame.