Fire (Live from Ankkarock 2007) - Poets of the Fall
Fire (Live from Ankkarock 2007) 文本歌词
作词 : Marko Saaresto作曲 : Markus Kaarlonen/Marko Saaresto/Olli Tukiainen
It's a bit like a trip, but you hit it with a slip of a tongue, like a whip, and we're sinking,
It ain't cool to be cool, though you may think it a laudable tool of self evaluation, ego masturbation, yeah
N' I'm 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 I'd blink, that I'd go and take the ink to your control, that I'd sell my soul?
Does it ring any bells that it sells that we're living out of shells in a shotgun?
If we couldn't shoot, we'd have to run, yeah
Finally, the cerebral fantasy, better genes and machines, so we can die looking like we're teens, like snapshot scenes in smithereens
Oh, and the ones we choose
Oh, witch hunting fools
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
So there she is in the news again
There it goes singing the blues again
There it is in the news again
Like there she 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
Fire, return my joy cos I'm so tired, tired of me
Inspire the weary eyed to see the ire and irony
Fire！
Fire (Live from Ankkarock 2007) LRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Marko Saaresto
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Markus Kaarlonen/Marko Saaresto/Olli Tukiainen
[00:00.00]
[01:35.41]It's a bit like a trip, but you hit it with a slip of a tongue, like a whip, and we're sinking,
[01:40.22]It ain't cool to be cool, though you may think it a laudable tool of self evaluation, ego masturbation, yeah
[01:49.30]N' I'm rolling my eyes like the stones for the lies,
[01:52.69]Is it really all about the size or just a simple vice
[02:00.00]
[02:03.75]Oh, and it makes the news
[02:08.19]Oh, cos it sings the blues
[02:12.38]I feel the fire flare alight inside me higher so I can see
[02:22.41]N' aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty
[02:31.63]Oh fire
[02:36.38]
[02:41.49]Did you think that I'd blink, that I'd go and take the ink to your control, that I'd sell my soul?
[02:46.75]Does it ring any bells that it sells that we're living out of shells in a shotgun?
[02:52.04]If we couldn't shoot, we'd have to run, yeah
[02:58.22]Finally, the cerebral fantasy, better genes and machines, so we can die looking like we're teens, like snapshot scenes in smithereens
[03:10.63]Oh, and the ones we choose
[03:14.66]Oh, witch hunting fools
[03:18.63]I feel the fire flare alight inside me higher so I can see
[03:28.92]N' aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty
[03:37.75]Oh fire
[03:42.58]
[04:07.28]So there she is in the news again
[04:10.16]There it goes singing the blues again
[04:12.63]There it is in the news again
[04:14.75]Like there she goes singing the blues again
[04:17.38]There it is in the news again
[04:19.66]Look there it goes singing the blues again
[04:22.22]There it is in the news again
[04:24.22]Look there it goes singing the blues
[04:26.51]Fire flare alight inside me higher so I can see
[04:35.58]N' aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty
[04:45.02]Fire, return my joy cos I'm so tired, tired of me
[04:54.39]Inspire the weary eyed to see the ire and irony
[05:03.57]Fire！