โหลดเพลง mp3 Epicentre - Manic Street Preachers

Epicentre - Manic Street Preachers
We use ourselves

Like politicians

For all the money

And indecision

Indecision

Indecision

Feels like

There's

No escape

Except through

My hate

Second hand

Germ warfare

Denied oxygen everywhere

Like a stunned fox

With memory loss

A sad numb creature

I worship the painkiller

It is my
Epicentre

It is my
Epicentre

Non existent energy

Adrenalin my god

Still clinging to the

Umbilical chord

Umbilical chord

I'm breaking

And I'm

Shaking

So delete

The

Feeling

Beneath

The

Real thing

Delete the feeling
Delete the feeling

Like a stunned fox

With memory loss

A sad numb creature

I worship the painkiller

It is my
Epicentre

It is my
Epicentre

I'm sleeping myself away

Into the blurred life of yesterday

I'm tip tip a tapping

Tip tip a tapping

My

Nerves are destroyed

Feels like

There's

No escape

Except

Through my hate

Second hand

Germ warfare

Denied oxygen everywhere

Like a stunned fox

With memory loss

A sad numb creature

I worship the painkiller

This is my
Epicentre

This is my
Epicentre

You don't drink you don't get high

So make sure you take your medicine boy

You don't drink you don't get high

So make sure you take your medicine boy

This is my

Epicentre