Magnified - Failure

I’ll show you a trick with ants when

The sun’s high in the sky, we can

Burn them up to crispy, black shells

See them crunched by old, slow, slick snails

Light the fuse inside the dead bird

Feather flurries rain on our heads

Empty nest with three small, brown eggs

We’ll think of something before the night falls

Don’t hurt a fly, they all sang

Don’t rape a girl in bright May

Don’t kill anyone ever

Lay still and stand this fever

The sun’s just

A big glass

We’re all ants

I love you

Don’t hurt a fly, they all sang

Don’t rape a girl in bright May

Don’t kill anyone ever

Lay still and stand this fever

The sun’s just

A big glass

We’re all ants

I love you