around your fire anymore I love the heat, I love the things that I forgot I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off I was a king, I was a moth
you're fire anymore I love the heat I love the things that I forgot I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off I was a king, I was a moth with
Translation: Audioslave. Moth.
around you're fire anymore I love the heat I love the things that I forgot I love the strings that tie me down and cut me off I was a king, I was a moth
