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Two, three, four
No, I'm not upset
I'm not overjoyed
The starless night sky
I love my precious, precious void
I bit my tongue when
I said the wrong words
I clipped my own wings
Then I got jealous of the birds
Little fire
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
I've got to keep a better eye on my
Little fire
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
I've got to keep a better eye on
Might be my ego
Or human nature
Or just the fact that
I miss the saccharine of sin
I bit my tongue when
I said the wrong words
I clipped my own wings
Then I got jealous of the birds
Little fire
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
I've got to keep a better eye on my
Little fire
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
I've got to keep a better eye on
My little fire
On the forest floor
On the forest floor
On the forest floor