Manic Street Preachers - Epicentre lyrics
[Manic Street Preachers - Epicentre lyrics]
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
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)
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)