Manic Street Preachers

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Jackie Collins Existential Question Time Manic Street Preachers Tonight we beg, tonight we beg the question If a married man, a married man fucks a Catholic And his wife dies without knowing Does that make him unfaithul, people? Oh Mummy, what's a se

The sky is falling in on you Crushed any happiness you knew The tree gave more to you than love It's still there but baby you're gone Remember you stretched out in the sun All alone forever conclusions foregone Will you find some kind of nothingness

Wear your eyes as dark as night Paint your face with what you like Wear your love like it is made of hate Born to destroy and born to create Now baby, what've you done to your hair? Is it just the same time of year When you think that you don't reall

You didn't wake up this morning cause you didn't go to bed. You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red. The calendar on your wall is ticking the days off. You've been reading some old letters, You smile and you think how much you've changed,

You can buy her, you can buy her This one's here, this one's here, this one's here and this one's here Ev'rything's for sale For sale? dumb cunt's same dumb questions Oh virgins? listen, all virgins are liars honey And I don't know what I'm scared of

Here's a true story Said someone to me yesterday Said he'd heard it in a taxi Must have had him at my mercy Drown that poor thing Put it out of its misery Condemn it to its future Deny its history Deny its history So where are we going We're not read

the future teaches you to be alone the present to be afraid and cold so if i can shoot rabbits then i can shoot fascists bullets for your brain today but well forget it all again monuments put from pen to paper turns me into a gutless wonder and if y

Artist: Manic Street Preachers Album: Everything Must Go Title: Australia I don't know if I'm tired and I don't know if I'm ill My cheeks are turning yellow I think I'll take another pill Praying for the wave to come now It must be for the fifteenth

Libraries gave us power Then work came and made us free What price now for a shallow piece of dignity I wish I had a bottle Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars To show from where I came We don't talk about love we only want to get drunk And

I don't want my children to grow up like me It's too soul destroying It's a mocking disease A wasting disease I don't want my children to grow up like me It's too soul destroying It's a mocking disease A wasting disease Some days I wake up with love

Loose and guilty and whipped Sterility persecutes and I have plenty Bruised and nailed and quit Merciful and mourned and meek Jealousy sows rejection with a kiss In silken palms that tear bone from skin This joke sport severed I endeavoured To find a

Album:This Is My Truth Tell Me Yours Title:The Everlasting The gap that grows between our lives The gap our parents never had Stop those thoughts control your mind Replace the things that you despise Oh you're old I hear you say It doesn't mean that

Me-totemo-utsukushi-i-desu-ne, Totemo-utsukushi-i-me-wo-shitemasu-ne * It's easy to see, it's easy to see To see only white where colour should be It's easy to feel, it's easy to feel But it's not good enough, even though it's real Oh, please stay aw

Suicide Is Painless 自杀是没有痛苦的 Through early morning fog I see 穿过晨雾 The visions of the things to be 我看见的景象都成了幻影 Their pains are all withheld from me 我能看到 I realize, and I can see that 所有的痛苦离我而去 Suicide is painless 自杀是没有痛苦的 It brings on many changes 它可以

Realise how lonely this is Self-defeating, oh, fuck, yeah Drowned in love and false kisses A gathering of no meaning That shadow is a cross okay Judgement must willing today Silence is not sacrifice Crucifixion is the easy life Who threw the first st

Tonight we watch the burning cars shining bright Was it boredom, isn't the sky enough? Everything I loved is now leaving me No photographs can show how it used to be Ah ah ah ah Wake up the past and tell it to stay away Bad times are here to stay Wak

Things get clear when I feel free When gentle hands give life to me When your eyes fill with tiny tears When I'm this still you are my life When I'm this still you are my life So at ease in the midnight sky So at ease in the midnight sky But my insid

The court has come. The court of the Nations and into the courtroom will come the martyrs of Majdanek and Oswiecim. From the ditch of Kerch the dead will rise, they will arise from the graves, they will arise from flames bringing with them the acrid

you're just too good to be true can't take my eyes off you you'd be like heaven to touch i wanna hold you so much at long last love has arrived and i thank god i'm alive you're just too good to be true can't take my eyes off you pardon the way that i