A beauty in the darkness of your eyes
Feel the beauty kept locked inside
You were the avatar, the conduit
The hardest thing you ever did
No, not here to be loved
Believed in...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
Sometimes I barely even recognize
I never felt the need to justify
And on and on and on it goes
I'm never tempted to ask or include
I'm always happier to self delude
And on ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
Drugs come out of boredom babe
U.N. exports it everyday
Their armies feed the ghetto lame
Government approve it just the same
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me
I need to feel ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
It's a cold and lonely message
At the end of a song
It invaded hearts and minds
But they couldn't get along
It can ask you to remember
It can ask you for a dance
So it seems that e...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
If piss is yellow, then life must be grey
How come they smile when we throw it away
And if it is a colour than it must be sin
And you want to apologise but keep it in
Why worship a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
I wonder who you think you are
You damn well think you're God or something
God give life, God taketh it away, not you
I think you are the Devil itself
If hospitals cure
Then priso...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
As holy as the soil that buries your skin
As holy as the love we'll never give
As holy as the time that drifted away
I love you so will you please come home
As holy as the Ro...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
Askew Road, with charm of napalm
A second home, with love for you all
Askew Road, with bullet proof vows
Always facing hostility and doubt
You make your beds boys, and clear ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
A deeply obsessive
Suburban militias
Tender and blissful
Classified forever
A diplomatic fever
Of our own saviours
Married to the future
With no solution
So write the damaged lette...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers
The more I want to be me, the less I know myself
The living left to die, while ghosts are brought to life
Welcome to these slave trades
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Manic Street Preachers