There's a moth laying dead in the basement
All he knew was fluorescent light
Didn't know to look for a replacement
Now he'll never take flight

There's a man staring dead at his phone screen
Illuminating black in his eyes
There's a still beating heart between the bed sheets
Screaming life, life, life

You're alive but you're living like a corpse
I hate to break your shit in 3/4ths