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Charmed like a flie by the artificial light Going round in circles we are creatures of the night Moth to a flame Fluttering in vain Girl you know I can't refrain Sitting in your room Sadly spinning your cocoon All the magistrates are waiting for you to bloom The silk menagerie you weaved is bursting at the seems Girl your colors can't be seen (Thanks to Kerry Colk for these lyrics) From Letras Mania