Poets of the Fall "Fire" testo

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Fire

It's a bit like a trip, but you hit itWith a slip of a tongue, like a whip, and we're sinking,it ain't cool to be cool, though you may think itA laudable tool of self evaluation, of ego cultivation,n' I'm rolling my eyes like the stones for the lies,Is it really all about the sizeOr just a simple vice...

Oh, and it makes the newsOh, cos it sings the blues

I feel the fire flare alight inside meHigher so I can seeN' aspire to survive this fight in spite ofLiars and travestyOh fire

Did you think that I'd blink, that I'd goAnd take the ink to your control, that I'd sell my soul,And does it ring any bells that it sellsThat we're living out of shells in a shotgun,If we couldn't shoot, we'd have to run,And finally the cerebral fantasy,Better genes and machines, so we can dieLooking like we're teens, like snapshot scenes in smithereens...

Oh, and the ones we chooseOh, witch hunting fools

I feel the fire...

Look there it is in the news again, yeahThere it goes singing the blues again

Fire flare alight inside me...

Fire, return my joy cos I'm soTired, tired of meInspire the weary eyedTo see the ire and ironyOh fire

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