Poets of the fall - Fire

A video made by Rangbowoffical. Please rate and enjoy:) Lyrics: 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, of ego cultivation, 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, and 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, and finally the cerebral fantasy, better genes and machines, so we can die looking like we’re teens, like snapshot sc