Lyrics I Can Read Smoke - of Montreal

I can read smoke
No joke
I can read smoke
Not in this life
When you were a more elegant beast
You cut my throat there's dance in my blood
The jilted control the narrative
Because that's all that they have left
Encouraging belief is vulgarity
Mean-spirited air quotes to wit
Pasolini in New York shouldn't be this boring
Fine people say disillusion finds a way
I can read smoke in white noise
I can read smoke
Driving a dead man's car thinking the funk will protect me
Journey through walls a dagger plays
Pasolini in New York shouldn't be this boring
Fine people say disillusion always finds a way
I can read smoke