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    Manic Street Preachers Epicentre текст песни

    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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