The fire burned you long and the winds to weak to blow
I gotta know if you still hanging on
But that's not the point
The door you kick on it on and on
I find it know, in this case I cling to it
I better know if you still winding on
But the joke that you said
Has already pain
It doesn't matter any longer don't you know
I got a little thing to tell you know
About a little blink that open up your mind
I got a little thing to tell you know
Don't be to rude on them, and don't be to kind
And if you try to hold
The word that you've been told
And no one will buy, every single word you sold
And if you set it right
Then you know how to fight
So you cat kick back, and take your own f**kin' flight
I got a little thing, I got a little thing to tell you know
