Bad Moon

Craving Lightning: Embracing the Bad Moon's Desires
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Lyrics

Cold and I’m lost but I know that I want you

Cold and lost, but a clear desire for you.

Howl in the dark and it’s you that I run to

In moments of darkness, the refuge is found in you.


Someone save me

An urgent plea for rescue or assistance.

These nights I always cave in

Admission of vulnerability during these recurring nights.

Can‘t fight off all the cravings

Unable to resist the overwhelming desires.

For your skin cause your touch, it’s lightning

The touch is compared to lightning, signifying its intense impact.


Oh lord there’s a bad moon rising up over me

A foreboding sense of trouble or negativity approaching.

Oh lord what can I do let it wash over me

Helplessness in the face of the impending challenge.

Nowhere to run As far as I can see

A realization that there's no escape from the looming threat.

Oh lord there a bad moon rising up over me

Reiteration of the ominous presence of a bad moon.


Broke and not bent and we’re here in the wild now

Despite challenges, not broken and still navigating the wilderness.

Tried to give in but we can’t put the fire out

Attempts to surrender, but the fire of passion persists.


Pre Someone save me

Repetition of the plea for salvation.

These nights I always cave in

A recurrence of vulnerability during the nights.

Can‘t fight off all the cravings

Continued struggle against overwhelming desires.

For your skin cause your touch, it’s lightning

Reiterating the electrifying impact of the touch.


Oh lord there a bad moon rising up over me

Re-emphasis on the approaching negativity symbolized by the bad moon.

Oh lord what can I do let it wash over

Helplessness persists, seeking acceptance of the impending challenge.

Nowhere to run As far as I can see

The realization of the limited options in evading the approaching trouble.

Oh lord there a bad moon rising up over me

Final acknowledgment of the inescapable presence of the bad moon.

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