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    Manic Street Preachers »

    Manic Street Preachers Condemned to Rock ‘n’ Roll текст песни

    Condemned to Rock ‘n’ Roll

    Always feeling torn and slow
    Love song cull destroy poem
    Misery and trauma making love
    Best go shoot the fucking doves
    The past is so beautiful
    The future like a corpse in snow
    I think it’s all the fucking same
    It’s a life sentence babe

    A line of vodka tears inside
    A shot of boredom helps my mind
    Staring through a thousand dead
    I guess my nerves are brutalised

    Lips I kiss just another plague
    Love can’t fix the hole they made
    Condemned to rock ‘n’ roll

    No innocent exit when hope dies
    And claustrophobia buys my mind
    I ran to breathe contagious lies
    No reason for just living life
    Rip cord opens but my soul is cold
    With you I never felt more alone
    Skin never sweating dignity
    Kept my line beneath ecstasy

    This fragile prison of sanity
    An ocean wave to death babe
    Masochistic love going nowhere
    You’re nothing, pestilence, a seed


    Oblivion’s all we know

    There’s nothing I want to see
    There’s nowhere I wanna go
    Condemned to rock ‘n’ roll

    Sterile like a line of piss,
    Review with avant-garde lips,

    There’s nothing I wanna see
    There’s nowhere I wanna go

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