Impossible Story Urthboy

[Chorus]
I could never tell you
The impossible story
Words will never get close to
The colour of your mourning
You know that I am so sincere
But what is that helping?
I can't be the author of a
Story that is not mine to tell
Make the fuckers talk
Standing in the flame of fire
Fire
Say it like it is
Shout it like you're in the fire
Fire

[Verse 1]
As angry and as urgent as a teen, I try to set
The scene, natural human instinct is to intervene
The same that cut the ones who dare to dream 'cos shit is so
Naive, are cutting down the very thing that the people need
'Cos everything is already been seen
And already been deemed to be agreed and disagreed
And it seems we're first past the post steez
In a post modern post truth world truth's ghostly
For what it's worth you can quote me and
I'm a lay it like an IED and trigger it remotely
No wonder these bars get banked with boasting
Privilege does not necessarily mean you're coasting
So keep a pin close to burst the bubble
Of some earnest motherfucker that has gone to the trouble
Of being a grave digger digging the dead to life
There's nothing to suggest that salvation will arrive
To remind me of it is so contrived. I don't need
A broken record to bring me down off my high, I just need
These green eyes to roll back and sigh
As much as I wish that I had the answer why