song And the night moth flies to the light, to be enlightened, to enjoy Wait, wait, don’t fly, weirdo, Don't rush, don't rush to get scorched Don’t rush to get scorched. But the night moth keeps flying towards the light, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh So you love this world, why not the next world? Why rush to the next world? It’s not good. Oooh how ridiculous it is that you are nocturnal Uuuuuuuuuge it’s awkward that you’re nocturnal If you love the light, why are you night?