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Needle
16
Hip-Hop/Rap
Needle was released on September 4, 2026 by LUCKYME® as a part of the album ᲘᲘ
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AlbumᲘᲘ
Release DateSeptember 4, 2026
LabelLUCKYME®
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cyst
Cyst
Performer
Iglooghost
Iglooghost
Performer
daisy*
daisy*
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Iglooghost
Iglooghost
Composer
daisy*
daisy*
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cyst
Cyst
Producer
Iglooghost
Iglooghost
Producer
daisy*
daisy*
Producer

Lyrics

I think every dog’ll have its day
 White chalk crime scene with the tape
 Think I tipped the balance of the weight
 Drew blood from a needle in the hay
Pushing up the screen into my face
 Pull me off like it’s a pin of a grenade
 Flipping out and now there’s metal in your brain
 Total waste… stay away
Someone found another body in the park
 They caught me picking out the ammo from its arm
 Pour out gasoline, I’m watering the plants
 Turn them into ash inside a jar
Parents fretting, I’m just sitting in the dark
 Broke into my room and stripped my PC for its parts
 Scream out deafening, I’m shattering the glass
 They’re splitting up the cattle from the calf
Staring at my screen, mouth agape
 With a crooked neck
 Try to pry me off, sellotaped
 To my wooden desk
Armistice — I’m always busy mourning all the time I spent
 Around my family when I could be on my PC instead
 There’s a scene outside I never show up or engage with
 I’ll never come out to your show or let my finger strain a bit
By lifting it I’m wasting milliseconds I could spend decaying
 All the greyest matter hidden in my ugly cranium
I think every dog’ll have its day…
We got a PC in the house when I was eight or maybe nine
 I couldn’t look away like a mosquito to a light
 I was fried, mechanisms in my noggin crossed wires
 They deformed around the screen like a tree around a bind
I was misaligned
 Thistles on a vine
 Now I sit inside
 Little mind
Turned into a brick right in the nick of time
 Crippled spine, backache got me feeling like a missile fired
 Left my bike to rust inside the shed, you’d think I’m paralysed
 You’d think paralysed
Sat here doing fuck all in my cave like I’m a stalagmite
 Try to pry me off, I’m flipping out, I start to kick and cry
 Screaming like a pig under the pressure of a kitchen knife
Written by: Iglooghost, daisy*
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