| «What is all that noise.
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| Come on. |
| I’m not afraid of a good time.»
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| When I need to spark a bit of inspiration
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| And the melody feels like it’s trapped inside
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| All I need is a little bit of illumination
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| So the rhythm can no longer run and hide.
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| Well I take a puff from the leaves of the devil
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| And it carries me on to the other side
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| Fire it up, I like to fire it up
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| And it feels so right
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| Fire it up, 'cause when I fire it up
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| I feel like serenity
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| I feel like serenity… is mine
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| When I need a little bit of relaxation
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| My medicine isn’t too hard to find
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| When I’m looking for a bit of rejuvenation
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| I only partake of the finest kind
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| And then the mystery begins to unravel
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| And it helps me break through to the other side
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| Fire it up, I like to fire it up
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| And it feels so right
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| Fire it up, 'cause when I fire it up
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| I feel like serenity
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| I feel like serenity… is mine
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| Fire it up, fire it up
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| Fire it up
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| Fire it up, I like to fire it up
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| And it feels so right
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| Fire it up, 'cause when I fire it up
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| I feel like serenity
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| I feel like serenity… is mine |