Manic Street Preachers - Boxes & Lists lyrics

Boxes and lists chained to my skin
Burned like a fossil incapable of escape
Boxes and lists shifted under our beds
Twisting in my head like a Nazi war film

And like pretty girls oblivion exists
Boxes filled with lists we will never cross
Boxes and lists we'll dig their graves
Like unwanted memories always drag me down

A final list of things to form into a wish
A box of rain to end my days
Lying for you to share the blame
Trouble cascade in misfit's

And like pretty girls oblivion exists
Boxes filled with lists we will never cross
Boxes and lists we'll dig their graves
Like unwanted memories always drag me down

And like pretty girls oblivion exists
Boxes filled with lists we will never cross
Boxes and lists we'll dig their graves
Like unwanted memories always drag me down