Cordite is a family of smokeless propellants developed and produced in the United Kingdom since 1889 to replace gunpowder as a military propellant. Like gunpowder, cordite is classified as a low explosive because of its slow burning rates and consequently low brisance. These produce a subsonic deflagration wave rather than the supersonic detonation wave produced by brisants, or high explosives. The hot gases produced by burning gunpowder or cordite generate sufficient pressure to propel a bullet or shell to its target, but not so quickly as to routinely destroy the barrel of the gun.
Cordite was used initially in the .303 British, Mark I and II, standard rifle cartridge between 1891 and 1915; shortages of cordite in World War I led to United States–developed smokeless powders being imported into the UK for use in rifle cartridges. Cordite was also used for large weapons, such as tank guns, artillery and naval guns. It has been used mainly for this purpose since the late 19th century by the UK and British Commonwealth countries. Its use was further developed before World War II, and as 2-and-3-inch-diameter (51 and 76 mm) Unrotated Projectiles for launching anti-aircraft weapons. Small cordite rocket charges were also developed for ejector seats made by the Martin-Baker Company. Cordite was also used in the detonation system of the Little Boy atomic bomb dropped over Hiroshima in August 1945.
They don’t know,
They won’t see,
They won’t change,
They won’t be,
They won’t love,
They won’t go,
They won’t touch,
So they don’t know,
How much it takes for me to stay awake,
Dodging the poisonous darts you throw with your face,
I try to avoid the dark but it’s hard,
When you let go of me like rose pedals in the front yard,
One card, we play till we pass out,
Used to be my ace, now I’m feeling assed out,
So I back out the front porch,
While you reconsider what you really want more,
Me? Nah, I got a knack at leaving you breathless,
Bringing out the smiles that the angels eat for breakfast,
You deadest on watching me step,
Across a bed of coals just to see which arguments next,
Stress don’t leave when you’re next to me,
I’m my kinder side, you’ve got the best of me,
So let’s act like we don’t care,
There’s a moonlit path outside,
We should go there,
And make the clouds part,
I’ll grab you by the wings and you can guide me through the wild part,
Then that smile starts to speak,
Telling me why it’s been gone for weeks,
If it was all on me,
We’d get together right now,
Debate our different lifestyles,
And this is how it might sound,
They don’t know,
They won’t see,
They won’t change,
They won’t be,
They won’t love,
They won’t go,
They won’t touch,
So they don’t know,
What it’s like to wake up to a princess,
Eyes like a lighter, you spark my interest,
We invest too much to be selective,
Ingest solitude then redefine my objective,
Cause that necklace really makes me want to choke you,
Kill all the demons that grab your soul and hold you,
If I could mold you to just my shape,
I’d change absolutely nothing,
Mm that’s great,
Now that we got it all out on the table,
Come here baby girl I want to fuck with your halo,
Grab you by the hips and settle the score,