Fire on a needle
Can melt you down to a liquor on a little silver foil
Then set you up to the air my friend
You will be inhaled by yourself
You can be drawn before you clean
It's all your consciousness
Awake beneath your misfit presence
By all means
All the small things
You can sense now
You do care for a small thing now dear friend
And happy to chase after rest of your life
Behind a little fire on a needle
Can melt you down to a liquor on a little silver foil
Then set you up to the air my friend
You will be inhaled by yourself
You can be drawn before you clean
It's all your consciousness
Awake beneath your misfit presence
By all means
All the small things
You can sense now
You do care for a small thing now dear friend
And happy to chase after rest of your life
Behind a little fire on a needle
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