fire

Its a bit like a trip, but you hit it with a slip of a tongue, like a whip, and were sinking,
It aint cool to be cool, though you may think it a laudable tool of
Self evaluation, of ego cultivation,
N Im rolling my eyes like the stones for the lies,
Is it really all about the size or just a simple vice

Oh, and it makes the news
Oh, cos it sings the blues
I feel the fire flare alight inside me higher so I can see
N aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty
Oh fire

Did you think that Id blink, that Id go and take the ink to your control, that Id sell my soul
Does it ring any bells that it sells that were living out of shells in a shotgun
If we couldnt shoot, wed have to run, and finally the cerebral fantasy
Better genes and machines, so we can die looking like were teens
Like snapshot scenes in smithereens
Oh, and the ones we choose
Oh, witch hunting fools
Fire flare alight inside me higher so I can see
N aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty
Oh fire

Oh there it is in the news again
Look there it goes singing the blues again, yeah
There it is in the news again
Look there it goes singing the blues again
There it is in the news again
Look there it goes singing the blues again
There it is in the news again
Look there it goes singing the blues
Fire flare alight inside me higher so I can see
N aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty<比如>oh fire, return沒有Joy cos IM so tired, tired of麼<比如>inspire the weary eyed to see their E and irony<比如>oh fire<比如>