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no smoke without ire - rs/6000 lyrics

[verse 1]
a laugh in the line
a window in decline
another waste of time
echoing the sentiment
of silver*sprayed resistance art
and googling spy cops
the grounding of the planes
bearing times that were ever nice
the deadliest mistakes
are borne of being wasted
at birthday parties
or hallowe’en dos
well it’s all embers now
and you’re wishing you felt better
but thе greenhouse is on fire
oh hold on to your t**th

[verse 2]
it was a shame to bе benign
and neck the glass of hearts and brine
there will not be another time
that we’re not living to survive
we’re a ship brimming with rats
under a feedback loop attack
and snapped submarine pressings
or that ultraviolet shine
it all happens in an attosecond
that meat market psychology
from all our rotting words
regurgitated and served
in service of the lapdogs
of the maddest of men
and eager five eyes advisors
just wait ’till you can’t sweat
[verse 3]
mad yorkshire rovers roam the wastes
fresh coalfire for the veins
while b*st*rds dine and sip 9th century wine
sending orders out to army swine
belly laughs at crunching spines
while the sky chokes on company time
and jackals guard black*site designs
of the evergreen tale, you’re mine
and as their cages rattle high
you turn to me and smile sly
we dance on wires electrified
a plume of black smoke hits the sky
gorgeous twisted metals intertwine
ugly drooling of the petrol line
a greasy rainbow pool catches fire
on the soft shoulder

[instrumental break]

[verse 4]
years of backs and confidence
tipped up for the jokes of blokes
and warframe economic moves
living in a mystery, incurious
tripping on their own shoelaces
crashing every single car
locked into f*cking what exactly?
wasn’t me when i was in need
it’s just a micro*psycho*whiplash
so i salt the ground beneath
we’re not expected to survive
on concessionary choccies
the towers have all been toppled
and there’s no*one on the line
i’m not trying to roll your eyes
but i’m about done with ashy pints
[outro]
no smoke without ire, i say
seeing the forest for the trees
no smoke without ire, i say
the deepest tar pit consumes
no smoke without ire, i say
sort codes cutting all the lines away
no smoke without ire, i say
in the limelight with nothing to say

- rs6000 lyrics

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