Tên đầy đủ: Manic Street Preachers
Lyrics by richey james and nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore Roses in the hospital Try to pull my finger nails......
War censored, no blood on TV Cheap entertainment sold like a new deodorant World War Three, a Sega dreamland I'd take a whore to the......
Lyrics by richey james and nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore Morning always seems too stale to justify Lament blossoms, hours......
What's the point in an education When you have to pay for the privilege? This side of the truth where no sun shines They don't......
(words: nicky wire/richey james; music: james dean bradfield/sean moore) Obedience to the law is free desire Under curfew from neon barbed wire Wasting away this......
Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore You've been this way since school Dysfunctional, translucent Royalty on your wall So......
A framed adolescence steeped in the history of you Stopping the summer once for you Experience is lost on me I am melancholia eternally But......
You have your very own number They dress your cage in its nature Once you roared now you just grunt lame Pace around pathetic pound......
What's the point in an education When you have to pay for the privilege? This side of the truth where no sun shines They don't......
Paint your lips, things fall apart Flowers of hate caress my skin now Spend my time sucked up inside Mutilation kick off all you believe......
Straight jacket your own beauty Because it's just a breakdown away From the gutter to the jewel A symbol sold in investment days Defenceless as......
Beauty finds refuge in herself Lovers wrapped inside each others lies Beauty is such a terrible thing She is suffering yet more than death She......
Learn to sleep through misery Never gonna wake feeling free No one fucks as good as marilyn Plastic surgery sure cures your sins You need......
Cut your hair in front of business men Kill yourself and censor health Destroy words and ignore their truth Wanna die and have never worked......
Find your faith in your security All broken up at seventeen Jam your brain with broken heroes Love your masks and adore your failure We're......
The subtext of this song I've thought about it for so long But it's really not the sort of thing That people want to hear......
You need your stars, even killers have prestige Access to a living you will not see 24 boredom, i'm convicted instantly Gorgeous poverty of created......
Things get clear when I feel free When whatever next comes easily When gentle hands give life to me When your eyes fill with tiny......
Everyone is staring with the glaze of obsession Interlocking cartels bypassing the bone The empty statement of artschool dissension Institutionalised expression of mass control And......
Written by: stewart/wood In the morning Don't say you love me Cause i'll only kick you out of the door I know your name is......