Casualty

He's nothing but a moth

When I reflect my light

He comes to me quickly

As I managed swiftly

The way to the door for heaven

Ain't nice at all

Something ain't sure

It must be something

Casualty

All I ever get from people

They get what they get

And I get a lot of people

Sexuality

Of mine hidden in there

As people have eye

To bait me when they see