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Methadone Pretty

Manic Street Preachers

Matucho 31 Manic Street Preachers Methadone Pretty

I am nothing and should be everything.
You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity.
Intentional destruction germ.
Eats your thought and makes you happy.

They wanna a piece of your skin.
Pump it safer than, than a suicide note.
Methadone pretty. Methadone pretty.

Heart beats like a refugee machine.
Pretty hostage mass, licensed to obey.
Xerox days to acceptance.
Decline accelerates into prejudice.

They wanna a piece of your skin.
Pump it safer than, than a suicide note.
Methadone pretty. Methadone pretty.

I accuse history, I accuse.
I accuse history, I accuse.
I accuse history.
I accuse history, I accuse.
I accuse history, I accuse.

I don't need your history.

Wreckage inside all that's real.
Another bought product, no reality.
Passive consumers with patrolled desires.
Mindless countdown to retirement.

They wanna piece of your skin.
Pump it safer than, than a suicide note.
Gonna stay a terminal young thing.
An never gonna be a methadone pretty.
Methadone pretty.
Methadone pretty.
Methadone.

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