MOIRA - Eric North

Look what you made us, not around

Wish I could taste us in my mouth

It’s so contagious, may just come for that

I showed my teeth and growled at you for what?

I’m a fucking freak, I’m weak

Like, what the fuck are my genes?

Aye, bitch, look at this mess

I could have stress after death

And you die with that smirk on your head

I’ve been patiently wating, debating

And trying to run from my phases

I’m sick,

Think I gotta run away from this lil' bitch

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t (The song goes)

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t (The song goes)

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t (The song goes)

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t

I can hear so many of your cries, woah, yuh

Ask why my veins don’t work, you look loosely hurt

I’ll give you something in my chest if it jerks

I told myself to get back to the work

I pressed myself for the day of my curse

This song has a concept around the abuse

It’s the fact it’s a loop, the song goes…

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t (The song goes)

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t (The song goes)

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t (The song goes)

Moira, moira, moira, moira

Moira, moira, moira, moira, don’t