Moth Testo

The Siamese bicyclist, the dog whose snakeskin and a lisp
Her ride the same size as a pig
White pines in the sand with mist

I'm happy
Yeah I'm happy
I'm just happy
That I'm here
Oh, I'm happy
Yeah I'm happy I'm just happy
That I'm here

A carnival since ancient times
I love the moon, see through the sky
We're on a hunt, we drive tonight
Black Cadillac and a time
Sandstorm outside, preachers cry
Blood on the street and lights
Circus freaks be look at me
I'm a circus freak, come look at me

Yeah I'm happy
Oh, i'm happy
I'm just happy
That I'm here
I'm happy
Yeah I'm happy
Yeah, I'm just so glad that I'm happy
They, they blind
Lamb lies on the cross
I see through yoyr butterfly shaped box, day
Hey hey hey
I see, I see through your butterfly shaped box