| Song | Moth's Wings (Stripped Down Version) - Stripped Down Version |
| Artist | Passion Pit |
| Album | Manners |
| 作曲 : ANGELAKOS, MICHAEL | |
| 作词 : ANGELAKOS, MICHAEL | |
| Dear friend as you know | |
| Your flowers are withering | |
| Your mother's gone insane | |
| Your leaves have drifted away | |
| But the clouds are clearing up | |
| And I've come reveling | |
| Burning incandescently | |
| Like a bastard on the burning sea | |
| You're just like your father | |
| Buried deep beneath the water | |
| Your pressing on your laurel | |
| Is stepping on my toes | |
| Whose side are you on? | |
| What side is this anyway? | |
| Put down your sword and crown | |
| Come lay with me on the ground | |
| You come beating like moth's wings | |
| Spastic and violently | |
| Whipping me into a storm | |
| Shaking me down to the core | |
| But you run away from me | |
| And you left me shimmering | |
| Like diamond wedding rings | |
| Spinning dizzily down on the floor | |
| You're just like your father | |
| Buried deep beneath the water | |
| You're pressing on your laurel | |
| Is stepping on my toes | |
| Whose side are you on? | |
| What side is this anyway? | |
| Put down your sword and crown | |
| Come lay with me on the ground. | |
| You're just like your father | |
| Buried deep beneath the water | |
| You're pressing on your laurel | |
| Is stepping on my toes | |
| Whose side are you on? | |
| What side is this anyway? | |
| Put down your sword and crown | |
| Come lay with me on the ground. |
| zuò qǔ : ANGELAKOS, MICHAEL | |
| zuò cí : ANGELAKOS, MICHAEL | |
| Dear friend as you know | |
| Your flowers are withering | |
| Your mother' s gone insane | |
| Your leaves have drifted away | |
| But the clouds are clearing up | |
| And I' ve come reveling | |
| Burning incandescently | |
| Like a bastard on the burning sea | |
| You' re just like your father | |
| Buried deep beneath the water | |
| Your pressing on your laurel | |
| Is stepping on my toes | |
| Whose side are you on? | |
| What side is this anyway? | |
| Put down your sword and crown | |
| Come lay with me on the ground | |
| You come beating like moth' s wings | |
| Spastic and violently | |
| Whipping me into a storm | |
| Shaking me down to the core | |
| But you run away from me | |
| And you left me shimmering | |
| Like diamond wedding rings | |
| Spinning dizzily down on the floor | |
| You' re just like your father | |
| Buried deep beneath the water | |
| You' re pressing on your laurel | |
| Is stepping on my toes | |
| Whose side are you on? | |
| What side is this anyway? | |
| Put down your sword and crown | |
| Come lay with me on the ground. | |
| You' re just like your father | |
| Buried deep beneath the water | |
| You' re pressing on your laurel | |
| Is stepping on my toes | |
| Whose side are you on? | |
| What side is this anyway? | |
| Put down your sword and crown | |
| Come lay with me on the ground. |