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Manic Street Preachers Know Your Enemy Epicentre 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 Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer) Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer) Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer) Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer) Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer) Happy black days, here's the summer (here's the summer) |
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